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LOVE AND OTHER RELATED BULLSHIT Tore his heart out and threw it on the floor,
So he tells me,
He aches for me
and wants to scratch it out of his chest cavity
So he tells me.
He calls for me
A regret that shakes the moon
A love that won't die
So he tells me
He comes for me
Tore his pride right out of his chest
A gaping wound that won't heal
So he tells me
But I don't feel a thing
Because the mirror has two faces
And I wouldn't look at his
When it was done to me.
Great write! Personal and
Great write!
Personal and relatable all in one, a sign of a good bard.
Why thank you because I love
Why thank you because I love your poetry! And am glad you have burst onto the scene! I'm way more casual about my writing, so they are rough gems, but the way you write, man that is something! Haven't had much time to comment but worthy poems deserve worthy comments, when I get over my gobsmacked awe ill probably respond to more! Cheers SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Flattery will you get you everywhere, my dear.
Why thank you, I write what I know and what I live.
Everyone's story is precious and beautiful, rough gems are still gems after all.
Agreed! :D
Agreed! :D
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Rough Gem High Value
Enjoyed reading this poem. Engaging and skillfully wrought...re-reading was a must...Lady A
Thanks lady A! You re another
Thanks lady A! You re another exceptional poet! HugSS SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."