All those times
Back in the day
Before the rhymes
and the disarray
I had good times
with friends and family
I had bad times
with every enemy
I want to let some go
Because some never stay
All part of the show
Come whatever may
I was bitter
I was a winner
I wanted to be a quiter
and I was a sinner
All part of the show
Every relationship broken
From the get go
As every word was spoken
You ask me
How's this sentimental?
Well you should see
This was my life
So none of it was accidental
Author notes
Ask me some questions and I will answer.
A contest entry
- look, a hippopotamus! by Polaja.
1200 points, ended January 10, 8 entries
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Comments
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This is an interesting take on the prompt - I like the affirmation in your words that this is how life was meant to be and you can accept that
thank you for entering!
Polly
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