Leftover LoveA Poem by Kelly ScheppersLeftover
Love
I
never dreamed you’d
walk away leaving
me to figure out the
small stuff, with
empty bottles of Grey Goose Vodka and
a mattress fit for a King, playing
solitaire upon
the high thread count of sheets of
an unmade bed, of
a leftover love.
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by Mecuro B. Cotto © 2015 Kelly ScheppersReviews
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Added on December 30, 2015Last Updated on December 30, 2015 Tags: love AuthorKelly ScheppersSan Diego, CAAboutI was never a pearl kind of girl... always wore jeans with holes in the knees. more..Writing
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