You took advantage of my good nature

But then I let you;

so who’s at fault?

Time has not lessened

my anger or hurt;

so who’s at fault?

I try and try to let it go

But still it sneaks up on me

like a festering wound

that will not heal.

So who really is at fault?

About sandrabranum

I'm a philosopher, dreamer, poet, writer -- not necessarily in that order -- and I get to write it all down and share it with the world thanks to the Wonderful World Wide Web!
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