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My ex.

by Jay,when I write 13 days ago in sad poetry / love poems / inspirational / heartbreak
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a poem written for a class at some point in 2019-2020

My ex.
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My ex used to cause my hands to cramp up

My fingers were never long enough,

Never fast enough

My ex used to make me question my abilities

Who i was,

Who i wanted to be

My ex wasn’t always mean though

Sometimes i’d cry,

Out of feelings I couldn’t name

And by the end of our escapade,

I’d wipe my cheeks with a smile

My ex had everyone flocking

Sometimes the attention made me uneasy

I knew what they wanted

Something fast and clean

Sharp and loud

Something they couldn’t quite understand

My ex was a lot of things,

Fun, difficult, easy

And cruel

But,

In the end

It was only a piano

And i’m happy

To finally

Call it my ex

Thank you for reading this poem younger me wrote. I remember the class I was in liked it and thought the poem was about something/someone else doing certain things I won't say. What did you think though? That, I'd like to hear. Like, comment, react with those little

Fun fact: I like playing the piano still. I actually thought of this idea because of a movie I was watching and the need to submit something for a grade. Ha!

Peace!

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About the author

Jay,when I write

Hello.

What?

23, Black, queer, yup

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