seeing you
see your pretty face
contorted
in anger
pulls me further inside
love disappears
Love Disappears
seeing you
see your pretty face
contorted
in anger
pulls me further inside
love disappears
Yes, I’ve been there too.
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Sadly this is the way relationships have always ended for me. A lot of power here in a few words.
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You are not the only one 🙂
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I can relate to this. Great poem.
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Thanks, Robbie!
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That last line filled me with a sweet melancholy.
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Disappointment follows high expectations.
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