Mar 14
I spoke too much, too soon,
Now they know it all too soon,
I'm not ready for you to know,
How it feels when I'm alone,
Pretend I never spoke,
Cause I'll figure it out on my own.
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Poetry For The Lost People
Poetry365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
