Risk
My soul is on fire.Hatred is said to be required.
I wish I could forget what I once aspired.
Caution; I am a live wire.
I want to forget
Very moment spent
I regret that I did fret
I am a nomad without a tent.
Please someone save me!
Took a gamble
Said "someone bade me"
Now I am left in shambles.
Poetry by Sarah Parnes
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Written on 2014-11-27 at 04:32
Tags Struggle Forgiveness Caution
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