at what costA Poem by AKhaus
She asked me if it's worth my while and at what cost is it worth to me?
I don't know the reply because I don't know my inside. I reflect sometimes the cruelties that are in my mind. At what cost is living honestly worth? I don't know, I just don't filter all these things down to a palatable response.
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Added on October 19, 2018 Last Updated on October 19, 2018 |