The only true Love I will ever know,
I know...will never love me.
She has set her sites on purer
ports, while I drift alone...in agony.
The farther I float from my Heart's
"true song", much closer I've come
to realize...it is finished.
She is gone.
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Author:
Michael A. McGuire (
Offline) - Published: October 22nd, 2026 06:54
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Recognition of a hard truth in this poem yet better than living in fantasy. Well done
Michael, that finality really got to me. Sometimes accepting that something is over is far more painful than the loss itself. You've left me with a heavy heart today, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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