Yesterday I wasn't so lonely.
From time to time my memory plays tricks on me.
Why did you close the door?
Why did you let me go without hesitation?
Yesterday was four years ago.
My state of mind will not fade.
I still lay in the very bed you made.
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Author:
LenientOne (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have no idea what this is, It just came to me. \r\nI have no experience in writing poetry, literally none so hopefully this wasn\\\'t too bad haha.\r\n
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So this was written from imagination- to be able to do so is the mark of a good poet and this is so well written . Please do continue writing and look forward to seeing more. great work LO
Good write, hope to see more. Welcome to MPS.
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