On Getting Over It

On Getting Over It

A Poem by scarlynn

But he never calls for me,
only for you. 
And I can't hold my own hand at night.

© 2016 scarlynn


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Nice last line.
Took me back to the days of the land line poem.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

scarlynn

8 Years Ago

Thank you! I appreciate your review :)
The Twin Arenas

8 Years Ago

Starting a poem with the word "But" is a good idea, as well.

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