they say history repeats itself
and maybe it's true
and i might have lost him
but i don't want to lose you.
maybe if i had taken the chance
i would be fine
and maybe he glistened
but you really shine.
i'm so sick of being cautious
over and over, it makes me nauseous
and i want to finally rock the boat
sink or swim; fall or float?
i have to do something quick
i'll lose you if i don't take a chance
but it's easier said than done
in this dark, twisted dance.
but what if i lose you anyway
can i survive another heartbreak?
and i try to be strong; i try to speak up
but i'm terrified and my voice shakes.
they say history repeats itself
and maybe it's true
and i might have lost him
but i don't want to lose you.
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Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
