I just found this on one of notes I wrote, and I have to admit, I am kind of worried about myself.


Why?

You've caused
a staggering but pure hope
a promise that lead to a plan
a fading, a stabbing and lastly
the creation of a madman

But when you
get stuck

You'll remember
the unbearable love i emitted
the stalker-ish care i gave
the suffocation i permitted
the indisputable slave




Poetry by zana
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Written on 2019-06-11 at 19:53

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Worry not have no fear
You are still typing out
How happy we all are
That being so!
Ken D.
2019-06-11