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I'm not the first survivor, Just yours Don't revive me, Let me be Your adoring pitiful pitiable survivor, I'm not the first to be left behind, Not the first displaced by ego I've accepted my cessation, A long lost love that once was perfection, Soiled by your foolish ignorant indiscretions Beaten by your cowardice, conniving, ache and craving. I once tasted your good nature, Drank in your laughter and longing, But now I rest, Deposited, Worn out by over a decade of cardiopulmonary resuscitation Don't trade my peace for your conscience Reviving a love that should have died a decade ago, Along with my ego Don't revive me, Just let me be I'm not the first survivor. Just yours
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Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 1:39 PM UTC
I'm Not The First
I'm not the first survivor, Just yours Don't revive me, Let me be Your adoring pitiful pitiable survivor, I'm not the first to be left behind, Not the first displaced by ego I've accepted my cessation, A long lost love that once was perfection, Soiled by your foolish ignorant indiscretions Beaten by your cowardice, conniving, ache and craving. I once tasted your good nature, Drank in your laughter and longing, But now I rest, Deposited, Worn out by over a decade of cardiopulmonary resuscitation Don't trade my peace for your conscience Reviving a love that should have died a decade ago, Along with my ego Don't revive me, Just let me be I'm not the first survivor. Just yours
A poem about love, adultery, and lost love.
genevieveish
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New Orleans, LA
Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 1:39 PM UTC
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