I write love poems now
sometimes they still come out sad,
that's the heart break talking.
Sometimes it still comes through
like sun penetrating a dusty room,
I'm learning again not to take that the wrong way
like maybe life isn't black and white
like you and him can both exist
stanzas apart
or maybe even
in the very same word.
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Author:
My_Brain (
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Comments1
Love that last line. And who says love poems should not be sad? There are all kinds of feelings in love. I do like your writing, keep on!
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