a stranger to selfA Poem by conversations with her pen..I don't know how you got here, but you're here. I thought it was me against the world, moving fast pace with a story to tell. But it's you, you have taken over my mind. it's clouded. I cant feel you, recognize you, or hear you. It gets lonely. Silence has become your way of communicating. But you're a chatterbox. Passion, its nowhere to be found. But you're a woman of substance. It is your soul, it defeated you. your thoughts have cornered you. Solitude, It's written all over you. How dare you, how could you leave? Please, please come back to me. © 2022 conversations with her pen..Reviews
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3 Reviews Added on September 25, 2019 Last Updated on February 23, 2022 Authorconversations with her pen..CanadaAbout"where the title meets the ending" i do not give consent for my work to be copied. thank you. more..Writing
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