Quicksand Poem by Vonda Overlie
Quicksand
Your arrogance makes my skin crawl.
And to think a lifetime ago you were my world.
Was I too blind to see then?
Had love filtered my common sense?
Surely you never captured me with those hateful words.
Loves arrows dig deep.
Iam no longer naieve and afraid.
I can stand on my own.
I thought you were my rock.
I found out before it was too late.
You are quicksand.
You will sink alone.
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4/25/2024 3:57:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
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