Poem 5
The character who is narrating is ( SHE )
𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤,
𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞,
𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐥.
𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞?
𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.
𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐲
𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲,
𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞,
𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.
𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬,
𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫.
𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬
𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
𝐒𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲
𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞,
𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 (𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞'𝐬) 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤.
Written by @idarksam
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