One step, then two
Three steps back, freeze
Nothing in their eyes, fear in ours
Panic in our hearts, anticipation churning
Thinking and regretting every step we took
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Confused Days
Poetry~ Confusion helps when I'm sad. It takes my mind off it. I drift off to sleep, And all I see is darkness ~ Poems that I can't find homes for ~ 'Days' series updated every two days
