Friday, September 28, 2007

The Dusty Rose

She lived in a world of broken promises,
no one to call her own.
She craved the love that others took for granted,
but she had never known.

A tender smile, a gentle touch,
she watched as others received.
But not for her these loving things,
"I'm not worthy," she believed.

People were not to be trusted
she soon made up her mind.
She would avoid them at all costs
and turn to food of any kind.

Avoid the pain of being rejected,
avoid the heartaches and tears.
And through this decision made in youth,
she wasted thirty years.

Then her body revolted
causing her much pain;
forcing her to take the risks
needed to make a change.

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