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i couldn’t put into words
exactly what i wanted to say
i didn’t know what had to be said
and i still don’t to this day
i can’t be sure that the words i want
are the ones that i need to say
once committed there’s nothing omitted
and it has to simply be this way
i didn’t know how to act
or which face i was supposed to choose
trying not to treasure or measure
the amount of face yet left to lose
i wasn’t about to give up out or in
or go on a three day bender
there is no shame in a dignified retreat
but i will never ever surrender
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Brenton F
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Comments (6)
Good to see you You doing your thing in these parts!! 😁
Beautiful, somber poem!
Well done.
Keep going!
The retreated motto
That was extremely powerful. Never surrender! Loved your poem!