Maybe my storm..will be truly beautiful. For once, maybe I would live up to the title of "pretty" and I wouldn't hurt so many people and be so useless. Wouldn't "hide" so many things. Done hiding though. Done with most things now. See you in the next storm darlin
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Words Best Left Unsaid
PoetryLet's be honest. Some words are better left unsaid, these..these are my words that shouldn't have been said. Some of these I know are not perfect, but they are mine. My thoughts and pain I have been though, I will not apologize for speaking my truth...
