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    The Poetry

    There has to be more people than me that's processing this heartache in writing! Are you? Post here! I'd like to hear it!

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    I'll start!

    They say

    Don't wait
    They say
    Be your own happiness
    But it's a lonesome happiness

    There are more fish
    They say
    Nicer, tastier, better fish
    But I don't want the pretty fish

    It's not the end of the world
    They say
    He was just one part
    But his world was the one that was ours

    I don't wait
    But I long
    I know about the fish
    But I'm not fishing
    It was the end of the world
    Our world is dead
    And i hate it

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    An ode to my ex

    Mirror, mirror on the wall
    Who is the loser in this all?
    Your true colors at last showed
    What you ll reap is what you sowed
    Bullet dodged after all
    Holding grudges? Not at all 😜

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    Originally Posted by Clio
    An ode to my ex

    Mirror, mirror on the wall
    Who is the loser in this all?
    Your true colors at last showed
    What you ll reap is what you sowed
    Bullet dodged after all
    Holding grudges? Not at all 😜
    I like it 😂

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    I like Clio's poem, too!

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    I wrote this poem after my ex of eleven years and I split. Iím in a much better place four years later. This poem just reflects on how I felt at the time.


    Why the sad brown eyes plastered on my face
    They say one day I wonít feel the pain
    The empty hole you gave
    When you went away

    They say time will heal all wounds
    Donít they know itís all the same tunes
    As my skies seem to be always grey

    When Iím all alone
    I think of you most

    Your eyes and laughter
    Still haunt my mind

    They say Iíll find someone new
    Wonít be thinking of you anymore
    If thatís the case
    Where does the love go?

    They may say a lot of things
    Itís just they donít really know

    How hard it is to let you go

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    I like it.

    "When I'm all alone I think of you most". LOL wow. Yeah, raw truth.

    I've never written poetry so don't know the gift, the uniqueness that says all in one or two phrases. I'll work on it.

    What got me through for the longest time was a type of poetry - songs if you will. One comes to mind 'slow dancing in a burning room'. Damn, it was my salve and napalm at the same time.


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