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So I gave this girl my heart and soul
I watched it go
Not fully understanding what it meant to do so
With hopes that what was then a friendship would be given a chance to grow
How immature and unwise I was
And now with a smile I remember all those times I was
Distracted by my fantasy of our intimacy
I was in love, or at least I thought I was
And although I smile now I still feel embarrassed
Because I couldn’t learn from my errors
I made them three times
Confessions at the wrong time, trying to change the timeline
And hoping that what was mine, in my head only
Would be made reality
Only to feel miserable all three times
My young mind couldn’t fathom my emotions
My mind has grown and it still can’t
Thoughts scream loud in my head
Forcing invisible blood out of the windows
The windows of my young soul
Someone sees the invisible now
Someone makes me feel invisible now
Someone else is invisible now
Fast forward to the visible now
The scar of L makes me question my sanity
The scar of O tries to answer my questions
The scar of V is of no use to me
The scar of E makes me question everything
The poet’s tree.
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Poetic Injustice
PoésieAs alphabets become words, words become sentences, sentences become poetic stories and these stories become life. This is Poetic Injustice.
