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Click hereIt was too easy
to not hear her voice
laughing in my ear today
as in months past.
today passed
with her absence
less than a whisper
but shriller than a scream.
the chill her leaving
has wrapped around my heart
extinguished a fire
which once burned so fierce.
Now pierced and deflated
with all spirit sapped
the questions abound
was our love but a trap
set by some sadistic Gods
wagering bets and setting odds
on how long we could last
and how blind we could be
as we tried one more time
to strive to survive
the vagaries of life
and find some happiness.
This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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to remind us all we are prone to open our hearts to the wrong people but we don't know if they are the wrong person till we let them scramble our lives, I meant breakfast <grin>...oh yeah, great poem...
This poem and "Haunted" are mentioned in the New Poems Reviews of April 26th.
Tess