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Apr. 14th, 2012 11:50 pmI am a locked chest,
Containing soft-spoken wishes and ninety-nine impossible dreams
Anchored down by regrets of unexplored paths,
Packed with sunny nostaglia and quiet grief,
(Both all too eager to steal my attention)
A collection of angry, scalding thoughts (Too hurtful to be said),
Paired with thoughts of overwhelming gratitude (Too embarassing and needy to be spoken)
Kept hidden, away from judging eyes
Comments: I've changed this poem a couple of times for like a year. It's still has problems. It doesn't even have a possible title. I don't know how to fix it at the moment so maybe more time apart from it.
Containing soft-spoken wishes and ninety-nine impossible dreams
Anchored down by regrets of unexplored paths,
Packed with sunny nostaglia and quiet grief,
(Both all too eager to steal my attention)
A collection of angry, scalding thoughts (Too hurtful to be said),
Paired with thoughts of overwhelming gratitude (Too embarassing and needy to be spoken)
Kept hidden, away from judging eyes
Comments: I've changed this poem a couple of times for like a year. It's still has problems. It doesn't even have a possible title. I don't know how to fix it at the moment so maybe more time apart from it.
