A Million Texts

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I'll never send
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A Million Texts

A million texts
I'll never send
Don't want to admit
We've reached an end

So I spend my time
With you on my mind
There in my loneliness
I seek to find

Temporary confort
In a fresh new face
They all fall short
In the marathon race

I'm tired of starting
Something brand new
Because I'm let down
Just like I was with you

When you broke me to peices
Shattered on the floor
I accepted you were incapable
Of giving any more

Meanwhile you left
And never skipped a beat
And left me paralyzed
Stranded in defeat

I picked up the peices
You found someone new
Something worth investing
Atleast for you

Now she's grown tired
Of your wicked ways
You've gotten bored
Between the lays

Now you think of me
And all that I am
And realized
I gave a damn

But you only cared
When things concern you
Always for one
Never for two

Keep kids in the distance
A snap steak away
And then show up
On a holiday

I break a little more
Each time I see
How miserable you look
Out there without me

Don't need to hear it
It's all over your face
Everytime you show up
At my place

You realize
You won't find better
I'll say it again
In every unread letter
In a million texts
I'll never send

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29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnow7 months ago

The crossed rhyme scheme feels very fitting here...feelings crossed out, left behind on one of life's crossroads that should have been a long, even though winding road. No, couplets could not reflect the tragedy that is felt only behind the one-way mirror he's watching himself in.

MaskscaraMaskscara8 months agoAuthor

Did u 1 star hate it cause its true

Or because the poem resembles you?

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