I'd be glad to author this new chapter.
all others I've written were bedewed
then swamped away by my tears, I
want to reach the end. maybe it all just
a dream, far out of reach. For everytime
if I'm not consumed by emotions, it's
doubt - a sharp pencil, an eraser end,
you will not stay. I'm stuttering.
but
that's all my shame, you shouldn't be
burdened, let deal with me first, let it
be true if we find each other again.
©akzapoetry
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