So we meet again old friend,
And here I thought that was the end,
It feels like we're haunting each other,
But it's most likely we're only getting closer,
Our paths crossing again... what could that mean?
Perhaps it's just time to believe,
Life will take care of itself, there is little need to worry,
Its time the past is buried,
Is it time to take yet another leap of faith?
Am I ready for something that could possibly be great?
Questions, questions thats all we have here,
No answers, just more fear,
I dont want to be afraid anymore,
Of the present, the future, and the past with all its gore,
Blind belief is the way from now onwards,
No more head spinning with questions without answers......
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A Voice Unheard - Part II: Poetry
Poetry"A Voice Unheard" is an anthology of both prose and poetry covering topics related to human life and the struggles humans go through manoeuvring human relationships. It deals with issues that people don't normally feel comfortable expressing or deal...
