I've taken the sincerest thoughts of you,
and I have left my heart
open,
without guard,
dripping of vulnerability and optimism.
Purposely,
I
left time to reveal how cruel
fate could really be
and my God,
not that I have the best track record
with working on
my knees (forcing my eyes shut and
feeling uncomfortable
as I clasped my
hands together),
but my god,
was fate as cold as a Minnesota winter.
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