Bone

It mattered most
But now it don’t

I could forgive
But now I won’t

I could have cared
But you’re dethroned

I could have tried
But you’re condoned

My heart was soft
But now it’s bone

You could be right
I know you’re wrong

© Delia Ross. 2019

Always using one head to satisfy the other, you are just a tool

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