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By Unchained Date: 2001 Aug 13 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.13.15.37.9333]] |
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You tell me I don't know you or what you have done and if I did I wouldn't think of you as I do. Your eyes go to the floor as you remember past sins mistakes shames you have not spoken for fear of discovery. All I know is what I see and that evidence is all I need. No one forms my opinions or tells my heart who to care for. Each of us carries silent secrets seldom shared with anyone but God. I don't need your history. Stop winding the hem of your skirt and find my hand. I'm more interested in who you are than whom you've been. |