Not Time To Worry
It's not time to worry yet;
not even as screams loom above ash.
It's not time to worry,
not even as bullets splinter glass.
It's not time to worry yet;
not even as screams loom above ash.
It's not time to worry,
not even as bullets splinter glass.
Such a pretty poem, darling. It touched my soul.
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You kept it real.
You told no lies.
I trusted your words,
And you said that it was okay to cry.
Love is good but it takes time to know someone. I wish could be happy in love always.
I know you're there.
Lurking in the darkness of the night,
Cowering in the shadows, avoiding the light,
Crouched behind the curtain or hid beneath the bed,
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Where do you go when the cold wind blows,
and you're lost in the woods at night?
The snowflakes fall and a lone wolf howls,
and your soul's consumed by fright.