In Love, Again

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

Their presence is ghost like, I feel no one.

I see the faces and hear the words of mouths I never want to kiss.
Their presence is ghost like, I feel no one.
Young parties with beer filled with lust.
I kiss no one.
I walk around to pretend I'm somewhere else.
Hugs don't mean a thing, I wave good-bye and continue to miss eternal bliss.


Submitted: March 01, 2013

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MidnightAddict

Wow this is really good, I can really picture this, awesome work :)

Fri, March 1st, 2013 10:39pm

Matthew D. Hay (Tangible Word)

Heartfelt poem, dark and brooding, I enjoyed reading it :D

Fri, March 1st, 2013 10:47pm

Zeebearclaw

Thank you, thank you! :)

Fri, March 1st, 2013 11:23pm

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