knowing you won't return,

hoping you might.

waiting for the chance to redeem myself.

stupid child, he's gone.

let go . . . there's nothing there.

looking into the mirror, i see you within me.

praying for you to fall back into my life,

knowing God won't allow it.

My child, I love you. you don't need him

Let go . . . come to Me.

dreaming of you,

wanting you to hold me,

but seeing you with her.

naive girl, I told you it wouldn't work . . . i hate you

let go.

-meab

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NATIVE TONGUES
Spring 1998: Volume 7, Edition 2
Southern Nazarene University
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