poetry

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I miss when I wrote poetry because I was inspired by our love.
You were my muse,
My reason,
My inspiration.

Now I write words that I'll never get to say to you.
Not because I can't,
Because I shouldn't.

Because it won't make the hurt go away.
It won't speed up my healing.

I write poetry because words are filling up my mind so quickly that they are overflowing,
Overwhelming,
And suffocating.
But they need somewhere to go.

They go here.

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