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Jan 2020
Everything or nothing
a meeting of minds
on a blank canvas,

I paint the picture
that lives in your head
in shades of blue
while you
continue
to watch and wait.

in a cruel irony
my love and I
cry
together and alone,
mourning the years
through sorrowing tears
in a pageant of grief.

He views you
as the thief
the invader
the liberator
of the love he took for granted.

Bereft
I'm left
as nobody and nothing.
Written by
rose hopkins  Wye Valley, South Wales,
(Wye Valley, South Wales,)   
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