Ellie Dalton


Leave Me Be


Doubt in my abilities,
things you wouldn't know.
Time for your apologies,
Yet, they never show.

I have seen your shame,
despite your growing fear.
"shouldn't take" the blame?
Thats all I ever hear.

please, leave me be,
and don't come back
times I'm free?
not losing track

Too much pain
dull aching hearts
I swear,
bliss never starts.

Submitted: Thursday, March 07, 2013
Edited: Friday, March 08, 2013

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  • Antonio Liao (5/14/2013 12:42:00 AM)

    like rain that never wet, too close yet to far...touching my sweat capture my tears of joy.....so leave me not than saying touch me not of joy and happiness until i cry for pain....your great my friend....i do like you work....God bless a 10/10 (Report) Reply

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