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Fade
By ColorMeToxic
My heart slammed
against my rib-cage
when I heard you mumble to yourself
something about saying goodbye,
why?
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
differently.
I cry when I think about that.
Mistakes were made.
Fade,
and become less
than I thought I was before
which wasn't very much,
anymore.
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Copyright 2016 Beth
Published on Friday, March 11, 2016.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Wednesday, February 28, 2018, PoetessDarkly
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wrote:
amazing ink!
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On Friday, March 11, 2016, TropicalSnowstorm
(1703) 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
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