40) End of the Story
Yes, I withdrew.I saw all the curtains falling, to tell you the truth.
I walked to the door,
Willingly opened the gate and headed to home.
I retreated and announced your victory.
After been treated with cheating,
I tasted the misery.
Don expect me to go back.
Don even wait for my shadow to pass by.
I witnessed with my own eye my love's outcome.
And the shock was so hard to overcome.
The white sheets told me the whole story,
The scent of flowers,
Called the worry
Your voice addressing hers
And movement of your body towards hers
Wrote the end of the story.
Poetry by Amanda K
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Written on 2007-02-17 at 10:23
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