DoubtedA Poem by amethyst1998Trust that rustI am silent Trying to be patient It's a virtue I'm being true They get me wrong I tried to get along I looked for the culprit To bring back my espirit For a minute I lost my wit I wish I didn't know Thoughts were going slow It's not really me Not doing it to free Hating me mysteriously Its hurting me seriously I'm not that great Still, expect faith A friend, that's how you acted That's why it hurts when you doubted © 2018 amethyst1998 |
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Added on December 8, 2018 Last Updated on December 8, 2018 Author
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