Spurned

Call me fool, and send me on my way.
Will you do these for me? I've misjudged
What I am to you, and now, my thrust,
Both blocked and mocked, my own heart
Pierced by my own sword, I only wish
To disappear, to drop out of your memory,
And be, thus, freed to try again to find
Someone who'll take my love and give
The same to me.




Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-05-02 at 18:08

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yes, kant can The PoetBay support member heart!
compact lines that tells a lot.
it's awful to think that you fell against yourself but it is what it is
2018-05-03


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Misunderstandings in love are painful but not easily forgotten. Her memory is not the problem, but the one spurned will have a much harder time forgetting. Sad but it happens and we must go on.
Ashe
2018-05-02