In the realm of memories, a bittersweet haze,
Where good times and bonds once brightly shone.
Yet, the darkness of my past casts a haunting gaze,
Leaving me torn, unsure if you should be welcomed or gone.
The fear of the unknown grips my weary heart,
Uncertainty's weight, a burden hard to bear.
Should we rekindle what was torn apart,
Or cherish the memories and leave it all there?
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Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoetryI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
