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No Regrets. No Looking Back.
#WritcoPoemPrompt115
Threw out old boxes,
Regrets and photographs,
Empty pockets and lockets,
trinkets and toys that are no longer in enjoyed. Everything is a memory. All coming from a place that was never bad but a place now that feeling only sad. No matter how many times I stop and look these small things old...
Threw out old boxes,
Regrets and photographs,
Empty pockets and lockets,
trinkets and toys that are no longer in enjoyed. Everything is a memory. All coming from a place that was never bad but a place now that feeling only sad. No matter how many times I stop and look these small things old...
