By giving us the opinions of the uneducated, journalism keeps us in touch with the ignorance of the community. – Oscar Wilde

My Intentions

If you could look into my eyes,

Whilst you stand in-front of me.

Tell me, am I too weak to see?

Broken down, brittle when I speak.

You know not of my pain, my fear, my hate,

It’s easier to protect you from my fate.

You know not of my love,

But I care for you,

You should know my intentions were always true.

You are my love and my light,

My inspiration, that’s by my side.

I never meant to hurt you,

But my intentions were always true.

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