The day when it started,
Will always remain hidden;
For I've now experienced,
What was hidden.Uncovering the layers,
Or were they the truths;
I've now uncovered pages,
Of my very own book.Fear no more,
For what had remained;
Was now long gone.I'm standing up,
Yet again;
And this, it'll continue,
For time and again...~☆~✧~✧~☆~
Okay... OMG! I can't believe I'm finally doing it! It took such a long time to convince myself but here it is.
Hope you enjoy this.
Until next time,
Anna
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Inks of Heart
PoetryJust some words woven into lines making the fabric of a poem; sometimes prose. #1 poetry #1 book of poems #1 poembook #2 prose #4 motivation #7 poem { Copyright © 2021, Anna Woods}