Sorry To Inquire Poem by Fate McFate

Sorry To Inquire



O'er and o'er
a thought
'cross the mind, in a quest
for grounds grown prudence
that a wail shalt encroach
your heart
on sight of I leaving.
Shalt you protest?
-I would.
Or shalt you watch as a stillborn.

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Aung Si 31 October 2012

your heart on sight of I leaving. What a verse! it means not sure, right?

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