What about the days drenched in despair?
In my dilapidated state, should I dare?
Moving on, partialy, is that easy?
Uncertain to depth, can I still flee?
Gazing at the stars, wondering about our past, I question..
Question until I accept, from my past I cannot run.
Lying was always acceptable,
It never made you despicable.
I twisted your untruths,
Into matters of truth.
Rendered me powerless,
For your strength was less.
On my soul,
Send a prayer or two.
To your disgrace, I woe.
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The Universe Knows
Poésie~with a swish of my finger, I turned my fortunes away what I had waited for was now a long way~ This book contains small paragraphs and poems that may not rhyme relating to anything that comes to my mind. It's meant to be general; about life and peo...
