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Every Poem I Write Has A Story Behind So Does This

Every poem I write has a story behind so does this

Every Poem I Write Has A Story Behind So Does This
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2 years ago

Welcome here!

Hello everyone,

This is Cynthia Seven a writer of poems, short stories and elements that help you lead the life you want to. I also have built a website of my own "Worms Of New Era". I am here to explore, deliver content and find myself with more creativeness.

I am new here so if reading or writing poem or stories interests you, how about get to know each other.?

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2 years ago

Staying friends

Nothing really matters

now that I have learned

not to be ever an option

of anybody.

After so long I liked a guy.

A wrong guy

and I know it in my senses,

knowing we don't hold a future

but what do I do?

He makes me smile, blush,

my heart flutter like no one ever did

I like the way he puts his words

together.

Though he says,

he wants to give this a try.

I know he is a fuckboy,

so, I don't want to.

I know I will be wounded further more.

So holding on as friends

which I will let go off soon

because for him it's just my body

Saying 'NO' to dates

'NO' a response to start something new.

Fear of past repeating

or my wounds worsening

How do I tell him?

This is the best was we can live.

Staying Friends

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2 years ago

Yes I saw no one hold me and I was alone so got up, growing and glowing 😊

And when the pain became too much

She let go of everything she was holding onto so dearly

Patiently waiting to see what, if anything, would hold onto her

2 years ago

I absolutely love this piece of writing!

Stay

Its been 4 days, you havent yet walked out the door. My mind shows me different ways, I would end up broken hearted and on the floor.

I hated you so much, didn't like the way you acted around me. But now that I've felt your touch, I wonder if you miss being free.

I don't know what to do or what to say, you bring me joy, I cause you pain. Now that you're here, I hope you will stay, I don't want to play, if I lose the game.

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