To Answer Your Question
This is my heart
spilling into the cracks in the floorboard.
These are my thoughts
evaporating into the clouds.
This is my love
blowing away on the winds.
This is every remembrance of me
washing away with the tide.
The Pain of Chance
Never smart enough for him
Never holy enough for her
Never compliant enough for them
But perhaps you'd have been different
Maybe you'd have been pretty
Maybe you would have smiled more
Maybe you'd have been happy
But I'll never be any of those things
Now I am barren
Now I am broken
Now I am without options
But I wish the choice had really been mine to make
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