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by abcede Nov 5, 2007 category : Love, romance / lost love
Though I may be young and innocent in self I know when I am broken I know when nothing's left Though I may be young I understand depression This is not fakery or jest This is my real confession. Though I may be young I've felt the lover's stake yet truly is by my own hand; a searching, scared mistake. Though I may be young I, too, can hurt Him thus, and blame it all upon myself while losing my self trust. Though I may be young I know what I have felt - the burdened, damned hand of the cards that I've been dealt. Though I may be young and confusion, least, may be I'm maturely blinded by my fate - my path...I cannot see.