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I kept silent

Quietly lay


When I wished to hurl

Accusations your way


I looked past

The pain I felt


Bottling it up

With it I dealt


I forgave and forgot

Or tried to do so


The path well trodden

Wasn’t the way to go


Always taking

The higher road


Above it all

A noble moral code


Why do I

Need to be better


Succumb to virtue

A layered fetter


I am not

Above it all


The mightier they are

The harder they fall


I shall stoop

As low as the others


Lest my virtue is what

Gets me smothered


One Comment

  1. i like the short sentences. has a better impact. great stuff.

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