Preservation Poem by D.A. Woods

Preservation



When you haven't anyone, nobody can hurt you.
When you cry alone, nobody can hear you.
When you walk your path,
nobody will greet you.
When you hurt inside,
nobody will hold you.
When you know to let go,
Nobody will catch you.
When you begin to feel,
Nobody will love you.
When you haven't anybody,
nobody can hurt you.

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