alone

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alone

every time you go
I wish I never knew
that this were going to happen
all alone I’m left
to suffer in silence
never knowing when
you will grace me with your presence again
longing and alone
alone and longing
here I stand forever
ever waiting…

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

meremortal’s Poems (18)

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Seasonal Lust 0
Music 3
Said the firefly to the bumble-bee. 0
alone 0
ode to… 0
No time, love 0
soulmates 1
Inside 1
Us 1
Rebellion 0
Fading 1
Judgments 1
Witches 2
In Plain Sight 0
Luna 0
sol solis 0
The gateway 0
a new kind of love 0