Poems

blank page

Staring at this blank page is scary

It has the power to hold me back

It freezes me with its potential

So I sit and reflect of all things

It can be filled with

All the promises or lies

The dreams or the despair

Just like our own lives

What scares me more is how true

The connection can be

Doesn’t matter if you are the

Lover or the foe

The connection can still be real

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