Choices Poem by Elizabeth Grace
Choices
This is the past
falling into oblivion.
This is the path
I have chosen to walk on.
Call me a bad friend
for giving an ultimatum
but I won't watch you
kill someone I love
so much.
Even though that someone is you.
Turn away from me,
run away, and
find whatever design
you think might fit your life.
Just know
that if your destruction
is where your path ends,
I cannot follow you.
I will not follow you.
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4/25/2024 5:03:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
nice worldly realization.thank you