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Leaving Me For Good

A poem about a love who is already out of reach

By Sylvia RogersPublished 7 months ago 1 min read
Leaving Me For Good
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Cry, cry, cry

Little dove

Your wings are pierced

No one left to love

Little dove

Be angry, be mad

No one left to love

So now I am glad

Be angry, be mad

There’s nothing left to lose

So now I am glad

You are the one I choose

There’s nothing left to lose

I am finally here

You are the one I choose

Please don’t disappear

I am finally here

You run like a fawn

Please don’t disappear

Now you are gone

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