I've become satisfied
With the new glorified 
You

Now your ever so happy
And never that sappy 
Hue

You've gained someone 
And it's not just anyone
True

But you ripped apart my soul
And chose him on a roll
To

Sadly I'm left watching 
While your attaching
Glue

I'll embrace a change 
Move on to fame
Adieu.

monica-raye

Goodbye.

Jun 5, 2026

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victor-thorn

Very nicely done. I find it increasingly difficult to write poems with constant syntax these days.