Someday,
I will fly away,
But then you will say,
It has to be this way.
When I fall,
Will you care at all?
Or will you call,
Telling me to stand tall.
Some day you will see,
That you will lose me,
But this is how you want it to be,
Hurt but free.
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The Broken Road
Poetry"Sometimes the broken road is the only way home." -Unknown Part Two: I guess I'm in love. --------- A collection of 2018 poems. 3/12/19 #227 in broken 3/13/19 #285 in finding happiness 4/6/19 #5 in living life
