A poem or two I write
Hoping to make things right
Scrawling things left unspoken
A hope to keep things unbroken
Inking the voices in my head
pouring out the things I dread
A tale of love and life I share
The pain and hurt I used to bare
Thoughts I opt to pen
Immortalized, and never be forgotten
In silence now I ran back for cover
like a heroine finding her lover
Anonymous indeed I choose to stay
For now I love to keep it that way
xoxo,
Mae =)
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