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A poem for trouble
I am at the starting point
In my head I have a pile of words
So where do I go from here?
When you have so many thoughts
But you don't know what to do with them
Set free your inner self, they say
Let your feelings out of your shell
Everything will then be so much better
You will grow on a personal level
But at what costs I say
You yourself may feel good for a while
But what about other people?
Unintentional things may have been said
Leading them into the abyss
Without any chances getting out of it
Realising damage done but so what?
Turning everything all around
Is it possible, to make things good again?
If so, don't hesitate
Sooner than later; it can be too late to wait
© Northbound
In my head I have a pile of words
So where do I go from here?
When you have so many thoughts
But you don't know what to do with them
Set free your inner self, they say
Let your feelings out of your shell
Everything will then be so much better
You will grow on a personal level
But at what costs I say
You yourself may feel good for a while
But what about other people?
Unintentional things may have been said
Leading them into the abyss
Without any chances getting out of it
Realising damage done but so what?
Turning everything all around
Is it possible, to make things good again?
If so, don't hesitate
Sooner than later; it can be too late to wait
© Northbound
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