Tough love

by Leanne   Aug 17, 2006


(only a draft - comments appreciated)

Cry me to sleep and
a sob for my sighs.
Alone and sobbing
the man who loves me.

To please is to tear
my heart in twain and
take from me my small ounce
of weight that my body still carries.

To cry to smile,
To scream for silence,
The mistakes i make today will be my life tomorrow.

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