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Ivan Ambrose Nov 2017
The days
between October and December
are a black hole of
false promises.
The past nets
reminders that
changing leaves
and sweater weather
still feel lonely
no matter how
much orange
you dress it up in.
Title: Autumn Lies
Copyright:  © Ivan Ambrose 2017
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Ivan Ambrose Apr 2017
Love shouldn’t hurt this much.
That I am sure.
I don’t know what
either of us is hoping for.
Two broken hearts
can never full make one whole.
All it does is waste time
until you’ve lost your soul.
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Title: Two Broken Hearts
Copyright:  © Ivan Ambrose 2017
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Ivan Ambrose Nov 2016
Sometimes the song of forgiveness
is one without words.
Sometimes the song that heals
is also the one that reveals all the hurts.
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Title: Song Of Forgiveness
Copyright:  © Ivan Ambrose 2016
Ivan Ambrose Jul 2016
i.** Do you remember when you used to cup the smallest part of my being near your heart like wavelengths and melodies only the whales could decipher?

ii. You once held me gently, for there was always a trembling in my chest of lost breaths and salt water memories.

iii. The tide has risen with crashing waves of grief and without you, I’m just a fish out of water.
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Title: My Cup Runneth Over
Copyright:  © Ivan Ambrose 2016
Deck: Rider Waite Smith by U.S. Games Systems, Inc.

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