Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

hot cold truths

stick to your guns
throw your last
coin in the wishing
well, don’t look
back, wishing to
undo what’s been done,
the sun never looks
back, hot yet
so cold – don’t scold
yourself during times
you fail to be bold – often
walking is the most we
can do to move forward.
and too few realize this
and stray from their truth

written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: commit

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