The words I once used,
They remain bitter on my lips,
Still within the darkest places in my head.
Don't use what I once said,
Against me now.
It was an opinion of mine,
In the past,
Often from many years ago.
What I said could've been wrong,
But it's passed now,
It doesn't belong in the present,
That thought stays forever in the past.
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Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
