redeem controlling

repeat myself or just know to
enter the room and gauge things before
doing an activity or starting a conversation
empty rooms are sometimes a relief and
every hour is
marked by pain i do not define
could be my heart but i
only can compare if it was something i felt before
not once have the hurt you caused
taken a moment of your time to make you stop and think
return to the past is nothing you would consider
originally you were the most helpful sort
like a vacation received in surprise that
lets me know how little caring is there
inside the morning the world smiles back because
nothing can bring me down anymore
gifts and time that are not even asked for
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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