NoteA Poem by slfisher89Love, in younger days; our separation was my choice; alone.If I could reform the past; remake to my liking. Keep the puzzle pieces; prefer a yawn ball unfurled. Advoid the chain jerk"anchor drop on unprepared shoulders. prefer drops dripping in a pail. weight mangable"adjustable. Blindsiding not necessary; prefer clarity. Wished never to know the one chosen over me. The mother created; first experience missed; little life couldn’t bore. Knowledge of future second hand experiences constant comparsions. Shouldn’t blame your choices, sharing, or methods. I pushed the first domino. Can’t stop my reaction. This is my parting. © 2016 slfisher89 |
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Added on May 13, 2016 Last Updated on May 13, 2016 Authorslfisher89Atlanta, GAAboutAn incredibly flawed creature trying to develop and become better. Wish me luck more..Writing
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