silhouette

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


Lone in my silent apartment.
Walking around naked, that's what I call freedom.
I can hear the neighbors laughing, talking, arguing, or having sex.
Once upon a time that was us.
I continue to hunt for a woman's silhouette
in my empty rooms.
Rooms that were once filled with your loud moaning.
The wallpapers still thank me for seeing the shadows
of your gorgeous body.
Laying in my bed solo, bed too big.
Too big like my heart.
 


Submitted: April 29, 2021

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