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A Personality fostered so well. Ever since that day you came to me. Came to me and tutored— showing all your works to me, never displayed onto a wall but kept well in memory. With trust there was no faltering, passionate as a phoenix—I thought. Still your heart-ached. With no other options, you were compelled to do so. What hurt was your departing. Although you left, your actions spoke to me. With understanding I kept to myself.
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Jul 5, 2025
Jul 5, 2025 at 11:49 AM UTC
The Spokesperson
A Personality fostered so well. Ever since that day you came to me. Came to me and tutored— showing all your works to me, never displayed onto a wall but kept well in memory. With trust there was no faltering, passionate as a phoenix—I thought. Still your heart-ached. With no other options, you were compelled to do so. What hurt was your departing. Although you left, your actions spoke to me. With understanding I kept to myself.
Written from the perspective of a person idolizing another persons work. The poem skips ahead in time to where the spokes person has a strong connection with the one they are idolizing by line 3. After that the idol vanishes and the spokesperson realizes why they had left being due to matters they could not control (unknown reasons.) So with acceptance the Spokes person keeps the truth to themselves to not cause further trouble in the person’s life. ——
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Jul 5, 2025
Jul 5, 2025 at 11:49 AM UTC
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