phantom dark
water, you left me with one drop
microscopic,is how i feel
i was strong as steel until you bent and broke me
asleep until you woke me
woke me from the dream i had
a dream i had of us
communication gone
like when a king looses its pawn
birds stopped singing
bells ringing in my head
i was an open book, you read me
because i let you
your there white as the sun
but ever so transparent
notification leaving me ever so alone, so dry...
thrown a hint i was not
letters sent zero
ghosted by you i was......
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Author:
lemons poetry (
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- Comment from author about the poem: didgital ghosting is when you talk to someone frequently and they stop talking to you all together never to be seen again as in "we were talking and connecting on a deep personal level then he (or she) just abandon me with no regard" sounds great right? it isnt... this was about me getting ghosted by this grirl that was really nice (:\) and we had so much in common then...she vanished oh well its happened to me about 7 other times.... guess i wasnt good enough for them oh well..i moved on :) ...
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Hauntingly beautiful, Keep up the good work Lemons
-Theta
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