I Wish I Had
Inside, I was compelled to decline
How could I be yours when I was mine?
Though now acknowledge true transcendence
Identifying independence.
Quenched quality of being free
Prime power of owning me,
Spiralled down to feeling blue
Detrimental déjà vu.
Though wishes made came with season
As does choice and fair reason.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2024
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