Don't think about it
That's what they said
Yet I can't help
but wonder
What if
What if I said
nothing?
What if I didn't
tell you the truth?
What if I knew
who I was talking to?
So many options
So many results
I can't help
but wonder
was there something
better
that I'd cherish?
But no matter how much
I wonder
I realize every time
I was right.
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A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoesieA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
