You chose that path, went down that road
Took back the things you sold my soul
Because of me, something I'd done?
Or something in you, you're running from
It's unclear when we made that turn
Crossed that bridge, and watched it burn
A love so rare, that fueled our hearts
Left scattered, as it blew apart
Sometimes that's how it has to be
Let it all go, and set it free
Put love away, back on the shelf
Renew who - you want to be
There is no greater discovery
than that rare, version of yourself
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Blood
Life changing Life saving And thicker than water The rarest of types, fill my veins * People spill me for justice For hate or for vengeance For the healing power Some say it claims * Used to make bonds or packs Donated for extra bucks True blue, but deep red in color * A to z just won’t do uncommon is what I need to get through Of all the blood types AB negative is rarer
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
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So wonderfully sentimental ❤️ I love the idea of having to leave the past behind to begin anew here ❤️