By ColorMeToxic

My heart slammed
against my rib-cage
when I heard you mumble to yourself
something about saying goodbye,
I kind of miss the days 
when I had you 
wrapped around my little finger linger,
like the stale scent of 
cigarettes and marijuana.
Now, you see me
I cry when I think about that.
Mistakes were made.
and become less
than I thought I was before
which wasn't very much,

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Copyright 2016 Beth
Published on Friday, March 11, 2016.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • PoetessDarkly On Wednesday, February 28, 2018, PoetessDarkly (1023)By person wrote:

    amazing ink!

  • TropicalSnowstorm On Friday, March 11, 2016, TropicalSnowstorm (1709)By person wrote:

    I like the internal rhyme pattern and enjambment in this one. The imagery is strong at jarring as it kicks off and functions to me like a finger snap so that you have me paying attention to your observations that follow. Great job! Ciao, T/S Scholar

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