Black Poetry : woe is me*

thepoetsean

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someplace dreams are made of
Occupation
student, advocate to change the world
who be I to state unhappiness?

she would just think that there's someone else...

i lie in despair--
wallowing in utter confusion--
feeling its coarse texture

remembering hard times...

our connection is
faded pictures and--
rotting roses and
kisses that used to send messages through one another--
now

memories of love--
young love...
young love in hindsight
young love far gone--

picked up and set adrift by the wind that carries the sun to its setting--

our love is distant warmth--
wholeheartedly felt in its youth--
our love is not
what it used to be--

it's not what i want--

woe is me*

(****.)

seangregoryperkins (esgeipee) <----SGP
 

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