It seemed to me
That we were wrong
That it was bullshit.
But we swallowed
And prolong.
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I didn’t say
Everything I wanted.
However, my journal felt loads of grief.
Don’t blame me
For trying to connect
My life pieces.
Don’t tell me
What do I deserve
Stop!
It all ceases.
You aren’t here.
WE aren’t here!
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We wouldn’t touch
The incredible souls
Of ours.
We wouldn’t kiss
As many times as
We want to.
We wouldn’t count
All the moles
On the forearm.
We wouldn’t dance
On the playlist
We made.
We wouldn’t do sport
And support
All the way.
I wouldn’t advise
All the pictures
You chose.
You wouldn’t help
My poetry to meet
It’s end.
We wouldn’t be WE.
Here is just You
And me.
My journal felt loads of grief
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