My mother taught me to never look pathetic,
But, I didn't get it then.
I know now,
What an image could do to you.
My mother taught me to not be impulsive,
I thought she was just being cautious.
I know now,
How you could repent an oblivious mistake too.
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Poetry"Maybe the purpose of life, Isn't a definite aim, But, to stumble upon a place, That numbs your pain" ✒Copyrights © 2017 to @LittleMissSunshinine of Wattpad. ✒*Highest rank - 10 in poetry on 6/6/17. * First Place Winner of...
