To Rome (Roam)
Entangled with the path of wandering
I find myself often here pondering
Which road should I take?
Can I go back?
WIll I forget?
Confused I find myself tangled here
Ropes from friends and other 'Dears',
Strapped to this sign I find with glee
To sacrifice one, I must choose carefully.
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I feel uneasy putting any of my poetry out. It's been a long time since I've dabbled in it. But hey, gotta practice.
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