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rewiiired

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Missing you
incredibly, thinking of you
every night and day,
I turned away so as not

to see
two faces
that linger through
wake and dream.

What emotions that day
might they have
stirred in me?

Full knowledge that
I'm a fool
and too contradictory
to understand,
compartmentalized pieces
of my heart here
tend to disagree

and my mind's
still unable
to mend it all
effectively,

I cannot blame you
and I think
I finally understand,
but I cannot
fucking stand this
and I can't,

I
just
fucking
can't

take how the other
part of me
would beat the living shit
out of me

when I again saw
both your faces;
when I would again
see, in that moment,
all I am missing;

all my dumb ass gave away
in a psychological cyclone of fear,
doubt and uncertainty.

I don't want to
confuse you anymore.
Its bad enough
I've done this all to me.
 
I really liked this, I think something about the clipped monosyllabic words gave it a great flow, it rolled and told a story, very nice
 
I´ve read this piece several times now. I htink it´s safe to sy that everyone will be able to relate to this in some way, shape, or form. I guess it´s a matter of understanding the mistakes we have made, and moving on from them, even thought it hurts.

I hope it all works out for you. :)
 
Your poem touches me. I have to say I feel similar about this girl in my life. It's all over now, I just want to numb up and forget.
 
agreed ,, very relatable poem,, if they are there now, or have been or will be... has alittle something for everyone.. well done : )
 
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