A Love Lost Comments
Withering dead from the mid afternoon heat
As flame to charcoal, igniting into a furious defeat
Pain initiated from within expels into the spring time air
Spreading my anger, my hate, and all of my despair
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Such the pain of fear of taking that next step... nice write Alison
Eating a pound or two of regret tastes worst than no courage. Beautifully sad piece, well penned.
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7/23/2025 11:43:33 AM # 1.0.0
It's never too late..time moves fast I grant you that, but its never too late!