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kirstymcrobbie
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A poem of love lost.

Detachment

It was the morning I woke up

The room in darkness

The wind pounded against my window

I sat and listened to it’s final breaths.

As I took my first conscience one.

My bed of petals had grown thorns

As I handed you my heart.

You didn’t mean to shatter it.

I didn’t want to move.

I wanted to stay endlessly still

Like a life model for someone

To express on canvas.

I remembered our first painting.

Painful but together.

And it became such a comfort,

Maybe I over-indulged.

I couldn’t understand why

You would want to leave

Until you told me of your chains

I nailed you to the ground.

I’m sorry, your happiness is different

From my own.

You took back my heart

But it had rotted away at the edges.

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