~ Bare,
Nothing to spare,
Nothing to lose,
To choose.
I have a blank sheet,
With a million words hovering my brain.
So much to write without strain,
Yet it feels so messed up in my head.
Jumbled letters,
Fumbled thoughts,
Dispaired Memories.
No one ever has a comeback,
When they read the rhyme,
Every time, time to time.
No one ever comes out to calm me down,
They just stand there and frown.
I stand apart
Bare ~
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