Late night worries
planted within my bones
The worst kind of worries
pointless ones
worries of a future that might not even come
The only cure:
((unknown))
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Author:
Nicole Brant (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 5th, 2017 06:39
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
I second that but the unknown is the cure just keep on exploring till you think no more... Well maybe just a little less than before
Nicole, the cure is NOT to worry! How often do we worry for nothing! You captured that so beautifully in your well penned short poem.
Great writing, great subject!
Thank you : )
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