There are different perceptions with life
I see him and the sparks rise
Realization crawls up bringing strife
Choking, dying......no sparks survive
Jumbled emotions, swirling never ending
Bleakness surrounds me
But he won't know
My burden and my burden alone
What am I supposed to do
Whithout you
I don't want to be
But should I risk our friendship
I wish I could confine in you
But I will have to wait
So as not to ruin you
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Creative Writing
Romansathis is going to be filled with different types of writing. if u guys could comment and share as much as possible I would greatly appreciate it. thanks!
