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Consequences


I didn’t know this would happen Suppose this is meant to be. The danger that is passing me It burns my surface, shredding to open This danger is consuming inside Yet the pain is underneath skin Suddenly, I realized my actions were sin My actions were wrong and took a ride The joyride is over, time for sight Remember what I should have done Looking back can never recover anyone… Favoring bad as I ignored right Water rolling from my eyes. GREAT! Preventing the danger would be wise My reckless behavior could not compromise My scars telling me “it’s much too late.”
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RebeccaYSPerez
<p>Scars and haunting regrets are something everyone can relate to. You are not alone in having done something that leads us to feeling something very much like this. Moments of self-awareness are very important because not only do they lead to beautiful poems such as these but they help you udnerstand the things that you have done and your own emotions. I hope to read poems that have heped your progress and get through times like these. Thank you so much for sending this in, and sharing this with the rest of the Power Poetry community.</p><p>Rebecca</p>
10Anayek
I created this poem for a moment of self-awareness for me to let go of the past that haunted me, but no matter how far I go the past will follow me always.

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