In open arms I embrace them,
With open heart I love them.
In trust unbound I reveal my soul,
With faith unfound they burn my soul.
In their pleasure I am blind,
In my pain I see clearly.
They seek out the love of others
For their own uses they instill trust.
With love and kindness they bring out my secrets
And they breach confidence to humiliate.
The loss of a friend is
An extraction from the soul.
They become discovered and seek forgiveness
They plead for love and for mercy.
They promise emptiness
And deliver lies.
To forgive is to renew trust
But where deception does reign,
Forgiveness renews only pain.
2006-08-21
13:33:44
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