She tried
to act the part
Believed that love would grow
It only grew more cold, then died
She left.
He breathed
It was the first time in a while
He waited for the pain
It never came
He smiled.
submitted for napowrimo, Day Five, Cinquains
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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
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Friday, April 5, 2013
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Mirror, Mirror
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| Scar by ~AnnaMariaDeMari |
Get out
No more chances
Promises, promises
Take your sweet words and choke on them
We're done
Too late
Save the tears to water your lawn
I've cried too much, too long
Without you, babe
I'm strong
submitted for Poets United, Midnight Snack 007
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