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Gilded Lily (Free verse) by drnick
Forgive my eyes
for they not see
your gilded image
in mine memory.
Forgive this tongue
for it does speak
those wicked words
of honesty.
Forgive a mind
for it must be
the knife I shove
right through to thee.
Forgive your heart
it tends to bleed
with socia-motional
inadequacies.
Forgive these feet
as they must leave
and the rest to follow
appropriately.
Forgive the path
for it not heed
upon reception of
indolent apologies.
Forgive yourself
for you not need
an ounce of common
respectability.
"Forgive Lily"
as she will plea
with innocent mask
dishonesty.
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