I know I say things that I don't mean.
I also take action that is harmful, my dear.
The habits I have developed are less than acceptable.
My love for you is there and I value you.
I don't understand myself why I give in to compulsions.
When I fantasize about things you may have done, I make our lives deplorable.
When I take these actions I know that the outcome will hurt.
I am aware that the fears I have are old and sent from another time.
I hold you dear yet in the middle of all this is a woman scorned.
Copyright 01-14-2009 ©® Sarah Sisson
Sarah Sisson
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