Words of realism
Strike me across the mouth
Time and time again
Reminding me,
I can only be me, if I allow it.
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sober thoughts
Poetryvolume i "she wrote it down, she kept record of them all. words expressing past emotions, details of what transpired with who, what and where. she might call it poetry or perhaps a diary but all I saw was a paper filled with words written in denial...
.eighteen
Words of realism
Strike me across the mouth
Time and time again
Reminding me,
I can only be me, if I allow it.
