Good bye
I taste your lips, the taste of pain
A feeling I will never know again
You say you need to find your space
But the truth is written in guilt apon your face
Your eyes were warm, a tear filled blue
when first I told you that I loved you
Now they're grey and oh so far
as you drive to new arms and taking my car
I've begun a new chapter, a fresh new life
Never again to be called your wife
Good bye
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I know my poetry seems depressing but it is the best way to purge the bad emotions and keep my sanity. Most of these were written long ago.
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