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Lost in the sea of society

Lost in the sea of society

I’m bound to society,
and I’m bound to this life.
Worrying about my future,
being a potential wife.
Im afraid to open up,
for fear of needing more.
I want to find my place somewhere,
but I can’t seem to find the door.
I don’t want to moan and complain.
as I know some have it worse than me.
Some fear the thought of fear itself,
but at least they have that to guarantee.
 

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Tony Taylor

Hello KATE,
I LOVE these lines ~
 
                            ~ "I'm afraid to open up
                                for fear of needing more.."

That is one of the most honest and 'Purity Filled" lines I've ever read on Cosmo!!......ALL STARS!!......Bravo dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo  : )

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The fish of the sea

This poem is what tipped me over the line to start following. And not just because of the title. Just connects all the dots for me. So very true. Resontates. Peace and smiles. TFOTS

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Yiyan Han

being a potential wife.

Wow who will be that lucky guy then ;)) Just open your arms and embrace your potential husband! Good luck.

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