Right Poem by The Queen's Dagger
Right
I used to not care,
I used to not share.
I used to not try,
I used to not cry.
Now that I care,
I cannot escape the stare.
Now that I share,
I cannot have what's supposed to be there.
Now that I try,
all that I seem to be able to do is die.
Now that I cry,
it is impossible for me to fly.
You tell me I am right, now,
and that I was wrong before,
but you can't account for the tears on the floor.
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4/23/2024 12:24:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
That is the test of God. Who will do good, who will do wrong?