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Blue Eyes and Other Sources of Drowning

Poesia

For the boy with blue eyes. For the love and friendship I grieved, and many other things. Started: 11/20/20 Finished: 8/8/22 My 8th poetry book.

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by BurningFireWithin

by BurningFireWithin

                                    
                                              Anything feels meaningless after endlessly repeating it.
I'm in love with you.
I'm in love with you.
I'm in love with you. 
Raging in my head.
Spinning round like a carousel just waiting to be released by my lips. There's no place for me to free the phrase. I question whether I can still love you if you won't let me? I can't tell if I'm repeating this out of habit and fear of change or if I still feel it.