How many times have I played in my head
The simplest word that I could have said,
Should have said
Would I rewrite the story
Or go back in time
To reclaim all that could have been,
Should have been, mine?
No.
Just one word, lost to silence
Stripped my worth, left me broken
Negatively charged
There's no power
In a word
left unspoken.
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Catalyst
PoetryArt is science. Science is art. To seek to prove this hypothesis is the greatest adventure. Breathe deep. Enjoy the ride. All it takes is one spark to ignite the passion of imagination, ambition, desire, or a dream that can change the world. You ho...
