Thursday, July 7, 2022

If I was to write another draft

It's different now, the way you'd do it, if you did it at all. 
There's much you'd walk away from so much sooner now. 
Take it or leave it? I'll be going then. No more bursting into flame.
Not in anger, not out of heartache, just for the sake of my relative peace. 
There's so much to suffer already without suffering in love. 

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