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TOO SOON

TOO SOON

What the hell is my problem
and why am I questioning this feeling
Letting this go any further
will only end in pain
It always does
Rush, rush, rush
That’s my misfortune
Leaving me dreaming of ways
to get out because I rushed in too soon
Not taking my time
Not giving my heart time to resume
To it’s normal state what ever that it is
Or whatever the time
it’s supposed to take to get healthy again

© she
March 1, 2017

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