Thy Truth
How even I confess
The truth that lies inward
Toiling in my distress I cannot move forward?
For I cannot confide
Thy truth away my self
Rules I couldn’t abide
To tell my impish elf
I’m marked forever more
By my stitched outward sin
Streaks of my shame soar
Lights unable to dim
My child I love the most
Unable to know truth
I take no pride to boast
I’m the ultimate sleuth
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