Sometimes you witness excruciating interpersonal moments in public; and it registers with an inward resonance.
You have turned and walked away.
It's not that there's now
Two meals on this tray.
So that is the score;
Don't come back,
Begging for more.
What's left is emptiness.
Go on and don't look back.
You've ravaged me to the core.
In view of which,
I can't say much more.
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2015-01-29 at 23:00
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abandoned at the mall
Gone underground.You have turned and walked away.
It's not that there's now
Two meals on this tray.
So that is the score;
Don't come back,
Begging for more.
What's left is emptiness.
Go on and don't look back.
You've ravaged me to the core.
In view of which,
I can't say much more.
Poetry by arquious
Read 663 times
Written on 2015-01-29 at 23:00
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