For once I broke out, tried to take a chance,
although the past had taught me not to hope.
At first you led me through an awful dance
and when I'd think I could no longer cope,
you'd pull a rabbit from your sorry ass,
convince me that you could become a prince.
My instincts told me just to take a pass,
my heart told me to wait and ever since
I've steeled myself to put up with your crap,
to see if there was someone underneath.
I've found that given time you go on trace
and now we've built a life we can believe.
So once I took a chance and healed my heart,
now taking chances is the way I start.
dawn 10/13/11
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