GoneA Poem by @_av_poetryWhen your presence is taken for granted its time to go.I warned you that I would leave, And doing so hurt like hell. But the truth darling is, That I'm the kind of prisoner Who loves their cell. I warned you that I would leave, On a cold, early dawn. But the truth darling is, That you were the one Who was already gone. I warned you that I would leave, And I meant every word. But the truth darling is, That your borrowed time Feels like a sick reward. I warned you that I would leave. The idea is not appealing, But the truth darling is, That asking for a kiss Shouldn't feel like stealing. I warned you that I would leave, And the moment arrived. But the truth darling is, That only time will show Who died and who survived. © 2019 @_av_poetryReviews
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5 Reviews Added on April 23, 2019 Last Updated on April 23, 2019 Author@_av_poetryUnited KingdomAboutWriting is my life. It keeps me sane. My biggest hope is that my writing can make an impact in someone's life, even if it means it will just make someone smile or shed a tear. more..Writing
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