Loyal to a fault,
Yet everyone I lean on vaults,
Loyalty, what's the fault?
Should I also learn to bolt?
Is flight the answer sought?
Or I'm I in a mistake caught?
"You've only a dimension",
But that dimension is loyalty if I mention,
That dimension sustains me through the tension,
The tension of our frequent strife sessions.
Yet love and loyalty still my intention.
Waning daily is my belief in our affiliation,
But I hold dearly to your affection.
"Can't anyone be loyal to me?"
I ask,
As you're angered by being taken to task.
The loyalty I sought,
Turn turns out to be fault
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NAVEL GAZING
PoetryNarrator is stuck in a world of regret and sorrow, get a glimpse of what swirl around in his head and his world view
