Late – MicroPoetry

maybe that’s why letters always arrived late weighed down by all the love and regrets * * * * * #badbookthiefpoetry Find a whole bunch of my pieces on Instagram. Just visit the link below. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! đź™‚

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4 am

you’re adrift barely breathing you’re sleeping but your ghosts are lurking although draped in slumber in your head you’re wide awake… For 4 am, is the hour to sire fresh dreams to leave behind all that couldn’t be… For 4 am, is a new bend those haunts need to rest the voices better wait they…

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Let’s start again?

maybe I’ll forget  all that you said maybe you’ll forget  all that I did maybe I was wrong  and you were right maybe you were the one who always ended our fights maybe I never wanted to let you go maybe you never wanted to have me back and maybe, amidst all these maybes we…

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