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Guilty
It is most of the time I stand guilty.
Guilty...for loving you.
Guilty...for having bi-polar.
Guilty...for all that went wrong.
I stand with my head hung down.
Wondering why.
Still in my heart is your love.
When I shut my eyes you are there.
Torchuring me with unsaid words.
I am left to wonder.
Guilty, guilty, guilty.
Wondering where I go and what to do.
Loving you from afar.
Reminded by the words of a song.
Tears falling down to the ground.
I could die.
With out your love.
Loving you that I still care.
These are only words.
Guilty I am left to ponder.
11-12-2001
Barb Russell
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