I spoke out of turn
Told a truth none
wanted to hear
I broke the line
From friend to enemy
In an instant
Quicker than a blinking eye
She hated me
For telling a truth
She didn’t want to hear
My Rubicon is crossed
No shame in looking back
But there is only onwards now
With regrets at my back
And a new future ahead
October 8, 2017 at 11:12 pm
Nicely done. And perfect format for the ending. Rubicon is a theme I too like to explore. Thanks for sharing.
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October 8, 2017 at 11:28 pm
Thank you. The Rubicon was my first thought too
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October 10, 2017 at 5:26 am
Thank you. I have found most often “they” don’t want to hear the truth. Any of them. xoA
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October 10, 2017 at 6:22 am
Only too true!
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