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Apr 2022
My dying heart was never important  to you,
My careless words
Never sunk in.
My guilty thoughts almost busted at the seams,
How can I hide my face if you were never looking in the first place.

You can never move the pieces,
If you do not  understand the object of the game.
Nervous you clutch the wheel unable to drive
Sinking I am unable to stay afloat.

Breathless and broken down,
I give in
No longer afraid to disappoint you.

For you were never the one whom
I was suppose to show my art work to,
Just the fool in disguise.
Lessons are there for us to learn  in due tike
Anna-Marie Rose
Written by
Anna-Marie Rose  36/F/Grantspass , oregon
(36/F/Grantspass , oregon)   
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