Cinquain

pass
the place
we met reminiscent
thinking reminded of nights
passed

Scared
Fearful of
What might happen
I don’t want to
Fear

Hello
I don’t
Want to say
Good-bye to you
yet

You
Make smiles
Travel from ear
To ear on bad
days

Those
People look
Do not know
What lies behind dark
Eyes

Afraid
You have
To go, don’t
Go- No, not yet
Please.

Today
That’s the
Time to tell
Truthful tales tailing terrible
Tommorrows





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