Do you really wish to see her?
A door swinging open
A door swinging close.
Your imagination runs wild…
Blood everywhere, having to sell herself, in need of comfort...
It won't stop even if you wish it too.
A door swinging open
A door swinging close.
If only she would talk to you, but
She is too afraid and lost to admit that she was wrong.
The door swinging...close.
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Compromises in Life
PoetryThe new year brought forth the need of goals to be established. One them being to write more and post more. My writing will most likely be about letting go of the past, working on my goals, working on forming new relationships, so it'll somewhat a...
