Day and nightmare?A Poem by HuwThe woman said, you don't really know someone until you live with them. She should have warned, you don't really know yourself until you divorce someone. Where did all that love go whence does vitriol flow. Am I really capable of such hatred towards the one I loved. Or is this a living, breathing, self absorbed day and nightmare? © 2015 Huw |
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Added on June 19, 2015 Last Updated on June 19, 2015 AuthorHuwAmmanford, Wales, United KingdomAboutI've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..Writing
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