The Windows of My Soul: Human Sacrifice (#215)

Human Sacrifice (#215)
© Brenda
October 11, 1984, 3:10 am

Looking at the
Relationships
In my life,
I fondly stroke
Each cherished
Memory.
To each I
Have given
Unreservedly
From my mind,
From my heart,
Never asking
For a return.

To each have taken
All I can give,
Learning to live
Learning to love.
But they hold me
At arms length,
Taking the love,
And the knowledge,
To the arms of another.

So I must believe
That love is
Its own reward.

Or go mad.

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