Love Poem: History
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Written by: Loretta Bailey

History

History has a funny way of always coming out to play peeping through with fierce, red eyes seeing through my well worn disguise there's something there I can't explain like an exception to deceipts sick game I trust him with my deepest thoughts he completes me, this is for what I have sought all I can do is trust his word trust is not that absurd that's what makes this demon called past merely a memory that will last I can't complain to be fair I look in the mirror see what's standing there the wall is still here, it's yet to go but in my eyes I see room to grow I want him here that man I trust the one that makes me want mto adjust here by my side to hold my hand and walk with me through complicated land to know the real me, know everything I think we both deserve this trusting thing So history come out to play just know I'm not going to run away.