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Oct 25, 2009
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Weakness
Weakness
Frustration
brings my hands to tremble;
harsh words, my defense
until the pain in your eyes
breathes my desperate apology
and I wither in your ache.
That you could love me still
reminds me of my weaknesses
and I am humbled by forgiveness
as my calloused hand
held within the gentle layers of yours
remembers why I love you.
Frustration
brings my hands to tremble;
harsh words, my defense
until the pain in your eyes
breathes my desperate apology
and I wither in your ache.
That you could love me still
reminds me of my weaknesses
and I am humbled by forgiveness
as my calloused hand
held within the gentle layers of yours
remembers why I love you.
— Pamela A. Lamppa, Oct 25, 2009
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Idlemindwondering
16 years 7 months ago
I am glad to see a post from you :)
Pamela A. Lamppa
16 years 7 months ago
Thank You
lyz
16 years 7 months ago
Dear Wisteria
Pamela A. Lamppa
16 years 7 months ago
Thank you
lyz
16 years 7 months ago
Dear Wisteria
themoonman
16 years 7 months ago
Wisteria...
Pamela A. Lamppa
16 years 7 months ago
Thank you
Rob Graber
16 years 7 months ago
Interesting imagery!
Pamela A. Lamppa
16 years 7 months ago
Thank you