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BipolarBear Jan 15
It turned too messy to amend.
I gained no love, but lost a friend.
BipolarBear Jan 13
I never used to mind falling,
I liked landing inside your arms.
But now that they're both withdrawing,
the sinking feeling sounds alarms.

Helpless, spiralling further down,
the sirens will never cease their cries.
The air escapes my lungs, I drown.
Something new inside me dies.
BipolarBear Jan 13
It is not all about you...
only half.
Half my thoughts, words, poems -
and half of my heart.
BipolarBear Jan 13
I never understood love songs.
Not until you, dear, came along.
But now we are strangers again,
my own words feel hollow and spent.
Looking back on my old poetry, they are foreign
BipolarBear Jan 13
"You're still obsessed" said my best friend.
I was not even his girlfriend.
We went on one date, one weekend.
Yet no other seems to contend.
That magic night came to an end.
I gained no love, but lost a friend.
Our close bond will never amend.
That promising road a dead end.
Unheeding potential to offend,
I sprinted blind around the bend.
That naive girl, I won't defend.
A wiser woman must transcend.
BipolarBear Jan 13
You made me a poet my dear;
forever inspired with you near.
Alas, you took it all and left -
my rhyming words your greatest theft.
BipolarBear Jan 11
Some words from a different time,
caught my eye and captured my mind.
A note in 'Notes' from November -
when I believed in forever.

To think of how I thought of you
splits my hardened heart in two.
I wish to wipe these memories;
go back to friends, undo these deeds.
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