THINK OF ME KING
Will you allow me to set you free?
Bygones, I just want to let 'em be.
I stumbled and fell with ease
Can only take it hoping to make it til evening
How beautiful was it thinking you wanted me,
Dreaming how this could be
I was drowning in what could've beens
Now I see clearly the bliss in front of me
I need the peace so pardon as I leave
Lying at my wake, this sickening disease
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POETY: A COMPILATION
PoetryHealing through the pen. Growing through the pen. Spiralling through the pen. Acceptance through the pen. Forgiving through the pen.
