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Lesson Learned
A hard lesson learned.
I lit the match. Watch me burn.
Lingering over stones unturned.
Cover the scars rightfully earned.
Nothing left but ashes and smoke.
Words that won't escape my mouth, making me choke.
Silently screaming aloud, but I never spoke.
Much too proud to believe in hope.
i like this a lot. i like
i like this a lot. i like poems that rhyme. very nice. i look forward to more of your poems