What Isn'T Was Or Mite Be
What isn't, was or might be,
the "what if's" haunting me,
there continues taunt,
dancing there flaunt,
squealing with glee,
what isn't, was or might be,
has become my friend you see,
because it couldn't, hasn't, or will never be.
Copyright © Justin Robbins | Year Posted 2011
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