Saturday, March 17

Reflection



 
If I were facing the end of my life,

I'd pen the story of my days,

Sharing every joy and strife

With those who've walked along my ways.

 

I'd weave my pain into the tale,

And joys that made my spirit soar,

Hoping insights would prevail,

Revealing truths I once forbore.

 

For hidden deep within my heart,

Are secrets held in shadows' care,

I wonder, as the end imparts,

What price to share, and who would dare?

 

To see the soul beneath the guise,

The things I've kept so well concealed,

In those last moments, would arise,

The cost to have my life revealed.

 

 

It's a sad romance piece with death in it so i put it here.... This is the only day I have to post til on monday. Is grounded*

 

 

 



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