Poem

Embellishments by MwsR

Embellishments to my fears
Not pretty but hurtful like a spear,
The thoughts I wish would float away
But instead they linger and stay
Embellishments to the stains
The ones that came out from the pains.
Nothing grand to look upon
Defeated and trampled on.
Trying hard to imagine it all in a different light,
But there are just some things that can’t be made right.
Embellishments to the tears
Falling so often through the years.
Note worthy and significant they have been.
Defining the outcome from within.

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