![]() Let's give it a goA Poem by IndulgiaSilence my questions, Silence my doubts. This is the sentence. The verdict is out.
My memories stifle me. I need to outgrow The wounds that have tortured me, made me withdraw.
The past doesn't feed me. No, not anymore. Deliciously painful, I've gnawed to the core.
Self-pity and fear. It's all getting old. Let's give love a go, let the story unfold. © 2012 IndulgiaAuthor's Note
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