I didn't have it in me to tell you the truth.
I guess I was scared or nervous or confused.
I wish now I had told you, you may have felt the same
You could have looked at me, too, and felt that same flame.
What could I have lost? Why was I so shy?
Why didn't I tell you I loved you, before we said goodbye?
-K.S.
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BROKEN- MY POETRY COLLECTION
PoetryThis is a collection of some of the poems I've written over the years, even as far back as 20+ years. So they're is plenty of teen angst, stepping into the world, death, love, and heartbreak. I hope you enjoy! PRETTY, PRETTY PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT...
