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16 Pages
A sixteen page letter
Is what I wrote to you.
I've tucked it away
For another day,
To read when
I don't feel so blue.
My head burns
With all these concerns,
I push em down
But they come back around
To haunt me
At every turn.
Maybe you'll skip
Over pages and rip
Words made useless
By years of excuses.
Ears deaf to
All the good tips.
Love you forever
Even not together
Part of me
You'll always be
We are bound
To one another
Is what I wrote to you.
I've tucked it away
For another day,
To read when
I don't feel so blue.
My head burns
With all these concerns,
I push em down
But they come back around
To haunt me
At every turn.
Maybe you'll skip
Over pages and rip
Words made useless
By years of excuses.
Ears deaf to
All the good tips.
Love you forever
Even not together
Part of me
You'll always be
We are bound
To one another
Published 14th Jan 2022
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14th Jan 2022 11:09pm
14th Jan 2022 11:12pm
That's an interesting thing to do...write down how one feels and keep it to read another day. 😊
15th Jan 2022 8:53am
I admire the self control, exhibited in withholding such a letter.
I think that unique psychic gems come from such an action,
exhibited by this wonderful piece.
I think that unique psychic gems come from such an action,
exhibited by this wonderful piece.
