Wednesday, 15 May 2024
Quinley
What it means to try,
within a screaming gale,
hoping not to lie,
in my bones,
you don't need to flail,
to find yourself alone,
studying a time,
when life’s a trail,
helped only by sunshine,
when love dies in tone,
a house has another face,
no one else comes home,
flip a coin see the sky,
think of taking sail,
best to leave the why's,
walk-on broken stones,
discard desolate mail,
be kind to weeping hosts,
try to dance sometimes,
can't be worse than jail,
embrace uncertain smiles,
you're allowed to fail.
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