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HURT

Have you ever said something

You wish you could unsay?

Take the hurt back, stop the love

You hold so dearly from dying.

The look in her eyes lets you know

You have taken a small piece of her heart

Trodden underfoot.

Each time to speak out of turn.

You see her love fading

Why do you keep doing it?

Old hurts revisiting, adding to the new

Soon the key to her heart you won so easily

Will be lost. Forgiveness may be given

Memories wait an age to be forgotten.

Are you a leopard that cannot change his spots?

Or will you make an effort to hold your tongue…

©Anita Dawes