Saw you leaving when I was grieving.
I was believing but you were deceiving.
No, I was standing on the porch,
Rain dripping down as I watched
You were leaving.
You were deceiving.
You were cleaving, I was weaving.
Ripped me open; you were reaving.
No, I was standing on the porch
Alone and soaked with no support.
I was believing,
I was heaving.
So don't turn back dreaming that I am forgiving
Leave while you are breathing or you shall be bleeding.
No, you will be standing on the porch
Rain dripping down as you watch.
I am leaving.
You are screaming.
So, don't turn back reeling,
We are done- I'm not repeating.
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Positive Vibes
PoetryI am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying. ― Oscar Wilde This is a work of poetry. So here's an inside, A pinch of faith can change fate, A pinch of love can change hate. Enjoy! WARNING! all rights reserved...
