Either we can hold on,
or we can move on.
Either we can sit & cry,
or ignore & hope that past will not pry.
Either we can regret,
or we can forget.
Either we can think that was the best,
or still hope for the best.
Either we can embrace our broken heart,
or try to heal before things fall apart.
Either we can tie ourselves with chains of darkness,
or find someone to ease the pain that makes us tense.
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Wisdom of an Old Soul
Poesía"I bleed words through the scars of emotions, I take those and turn them into poetic notions" Whenever I go through emotional roller coasters, words are always there for my heart's rescue. I believe whatever I have expressed in my Poems and Thoughts...
