I no longer wish to ink you,
as I erase you from my mind.
Words cannot describe the pain.
The years I spent in vain.
I need to retreat.
Recover, regain my senses.
This time, I’ll make sure,
to never hurt like this again.
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© Anna De Snyder 2022
Fools rush in blind,
demanding destiny reveal her answers.
Life’s not that way,
has to unfold in its order.
Can’t rush it, force it,
or make demands.
Assuming you’re ready,
when you are not.
Wisdom is patience,
knowledge is knowing,
healing is revealing,
at exactly the right time.
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© Anna De Snyder 2022
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