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I offered you a poem Hoping it would help you see The words too proud to speak aloud A more authentic me You didn’t need to like it Never asked you to pretend I chose to share my heart to bare To my kind and lovely friend You skimmed the lines so quickly Crumbled paper on the floor And with a glance cast it askance Claiming poetry a chore Through the careless criticism Silence broke my soul apart I became aware that you don’t care About the contents of my heart And so I learned my lesson Closed our pre-poetic door And as for sharing souls, my friend The words they are no more
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Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 2:12 PM UTC
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I offered you a poem Hoping it would help you see The words too proud to speak aloud A more authentic me You didn’t need to like it Never asked you to pretend I chose to share my heart to bare To my kind and lovely friend You skimmed the lines so quickly Crumbled paper on the floor And with a glance cast it askance Claiming poetry a chore Through the careless criticism Silence broke my soul apart I became aware that you don’t care About the contents of my heart And so I learned my lesson Closed our pre-poetic door And as for sharing souls, my friend The words they are no more
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Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 2:12 PM UTC
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