An acrostic today:
White
Why, oh why, did I put pressure on that point?
How blatantly bad that I cannot backtrack.
It's lost, long gone, leaving
The page perfectly pale, white, in fact and me
Enduring a sort of grey, grizzly grief,
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It makes me think of times when the wrong thing is said and it can't be taken back no matter how much I wish it could.
ReplyDeleteI lost a blog post . First time ever. I think my son deleted it when I gave him my phone to look at one of the poems. I was so upset.
DeleteSometimes i regret the things i never got to write, stories i never got to tell.
ReplyDeleteI did get to tell this story, but then lost it. Deleted by accident and not retrievable. So sad
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