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Click hereIt was a long time ago
almost in another life
just pour me another drink
and I’ll tell you I was a wife
I can recall it and not feel hurt
I can toss it off the tip of my tongue
meaningless these days
but yeah, back then it stung
though I got back on my feet
this girl can overcome
I can take care of myself
this girl don’t need no one
I can conquer with the best of them
now I’m standing first in line
I’m climbing to mountain peaks
I’m kissing father time
and it’s only now and then
just every once in a while
that I look around for him
and forget my glued on smile
but let’s not dwell on that
because it’s been a long, long time
just pour me another drink
as you can see, I’m doing just fine
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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Lots of powerful emotions buried deep in this one, just waiting to explode.
I don't say this often, but I think this work doesn't
need the rhyme. It needs to be free and fast and shorter.
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