Standing on the red carpet
Thinking what if's had there bin us
Life would be so deferent would it not
Would you smile and laugh like before
Or failed so that both cross the gate
Would I still be here lost and in pain
Could you have saved me from myself
That can't and won't happen because
It never did
Nor will
And I stand
On the red carpet
Socket in my blood
Crossing worlds
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Poetry by ArtIsMe
PoetrySome random poetry that I made. Some of these I used in my classes at school. Do not use with out my permission. All is made by me, so is the cover. All resemblance is coincidental.
