Maybe the world
isn't separated by
good and bad
yes and no
love and hate
Maybe it's not
separated
at all.
And,
as humans,
we are left to decide
how to live our lives
without these boundaries
and within
our own.
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Unkempt Poetry
ПоэзияRandom poems, some old, some new. I try to date them, if I know when I wrote them. Leave a comment if you enjoy them!
