Memories overflow
Pooling like
Black ink
In the corners.
Yesterday’s pain
Echoes
Today’s regrets.
Paths taken
Choices made.
Intentions
Give little
Solace to
Damages done.
Copyright © Penny Wilson
Memories overflow
Pooling like
Black ink
In the corners.
Yesterday’s pain
Echoes
Today’s regrets.
Paths taken
Choices made.
Intentions
Give little
Solace to
Damages done.
Copyright © Penny Wilson
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Agreed! Thanks for the visit!
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Wow! Wonderful! ☺❤
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Awww, thank you! ❤
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You’re very welcome dear friend ☺❤
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thank you Sweet Man! ❤
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