There she imitates a smile but
He never mindedto ask if she was okay
Uncertainty kicks in,
He tells himself it's alrightthen
He walked away
One gloomy evening after a long day
He saw her resting,
On her king-sized bed
With an opening, a bad scene.
On her pale neck, ouch
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Thought Blocks
PoetryJust a little poem meet-up, hop on for a little mix between certainty and chance. Seems pretty correlated but would disappoint afterwards after the lack of continuity in the poem sequence, it's a good read after all, hope it all relates to those who...
