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Thought Of Mine

I try to make them proud, I'm too loud. I don't sleep, Still counting sheep. I walk away, What's the point anyway? Say I’m always on my phone, Its to escape this “home”. Is it too late?, I want to change my fate? I’ve learned from my pain, It's not just a game. I want a future, Don't need a preacher. I tried to escape, What a mistake. I saw a light, Maybe I’ll take flight. I don't want to make him leave, But it's just so easy.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 12/26/2018 12:38:00 PM
Hannah, I do know. This is free verse, an introspective missive of pure feelings. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I do think you ARE home now. Welcome, and please share more!
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