Poetry

There is

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Always a moment in our conversations that end it and I feels like your always hmmm.

Judging me and I hate that because even if life seems calm and pleasant right now.

I am barely holding on to my creativity and yet I say nothing.

As each day passes by and the longer it takes for me to say something.

Time goes by and all I feel is this is it and then something great comes and our conversations are well still the same.

I appreciate you and yet I wonder if you think I’m wasting my time.

But I don’t sit still enough to really think about for something else comes up and I’m on the move again.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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