Shame

My heart feels that it may bleed As the words you spoke Echo in my head. Though I'm assured that you must feel the same How am I to know For I cannot ask without shame. And though I hope it has not come to that I wonder if you can think of me as yours, without shame. And the road I'm from To be who I've become I wish that you could embrace, Without shame.
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I read these last two. And how I WISH I was still writing poetry. It just doesn't seem to come to me anymore.
your words inspire me.
[Anonymous]