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No More Me

It’s game, set, match to you

By Colleen Millsteed Published 3 years ago 1 min read
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No More Me
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I can see it’s time to surrender

There’s no point in fighting anymore,

I’ll pack up all you’ve left behind

And walk you out the door.

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There’s very little point

In holding a love that’s died,

Our love used to be so easy

That we never really tried.

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I surrender now, you win

I’ve only to look into your eyes,

You’re dreaming of the future

Hoping freedom is your prize.

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I know that I’ll miss

The phone calls late at night,

The hours in front of my TV

And the times you held me tight.

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You’ll find someone to replace me

And keep you from the cold,

On the days you’re feeling low

It’ll be in their arms you fold.

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So it’s game, set, match to you

I’ll let you go without a fight,

So see the white flag flying

I’ll kiss you goodbye tonight.

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About the Creator

Colleen Millsteed

My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.

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