I was by Ann Wood
I was...I lived ..
Or I just existed ..
I cried and laughed,
I mourned, I rejoiced, I longed.
I fell in love, and I fell out of love.
Now I exist again,
but somehow different,
now that laughter is gone,
and in my soul, it is prosaic ...
And I was good ...
And I was bad ...
I forgave ..
I hurt ...
It's like I'm heartless now,
because I can no longer love
my soul was left without a face,
I haven't looked like myself in a long time.
I was just ....
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2020-07-18 at 13:53
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