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Maybe She screams at me, 'cos she can see where I am heading. Maybe She is mean to me, 'cos She has been there before. Maybe it frustrates Her to see me not being the best of all I can be. So now She can only see the potential worst of me, 'cos She's the only one who has felt the...depths of me! Maybe She is dismissive, because she doesn't want to become, too deeply infatuated with my potential. Or Maybe she just used I, and dismissed the Me She couldn't be bothered to deal with. 'Cos maybe, She knows that... ...She Hurt Me. Maybe She doen't want to violate myself, You know, like keep giving to somebody else! Dragging the purity out myself. We loved too hard! Slowly the hunger turned. I starved. But She Fed and Full, keeps nip-picking at my heart. Not knowing she had it from the very start!...
Another great poem! Reminds me a bit of the style of Stevie Smith - I don't know why.
A really good poem! Keep up the good work! Thanks, Jessie122 :)
Really, really good. Loved it. Very emotional. JD