Heartmarks don't erase
Like pencil marks.
White out, blot out
Ink on paper.
Delete key, press:
Gone.
Words said reverberate,
Boomerang back
Killing all chances
To save what got lost
In words
That cannot be
Whited out, erased
Like pencil marks.
Heartmarks don't erase.
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One often sees the need to address those life traumas that alter our course or that we think have alter us. There is an ever present danger in failing to take responsibility that we don't lose who we are in the process.
Love, Walt
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