so
so
I decided to try writing poems again
just some words that pop into my head
string them together as best I can
but that's the best that I can plan
because
it seems that once you step aside
the reaction I the same as if you died
one person or two, will comment that
it's so nice to see you back
but then
ghosting, silence, a complete blank screen
and you suddenly remember, that's how it's been
year after year, time after time
you try to put to paper, words that rhyme
then wonder
WHY?
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