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And the World Forgot About Me One More Time

I saw you in a magazine today Half a smile, miles away And though I know you're busy doing all the things you wanna do I keep thinking about you Driving through town In the morning Looking at the faces in the lonely crowds I think you must have seen my mail by now I guess you don't care about me anymore Too much time has passed in your mind You pretend, I fake a smile We're only talking once in a while I sit on a park bench Looking for you But it's all in vain, asking all those people with my broken French Tell me this isn't true Coffee shop at midnight One last stop before I'm home Headlights on I'm hoping you'd make it this time My key opens the door You're not there, you're not mine I fall to the floor And the world forgot about me one more time

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 8/26/2016 11:58:00 PM
I love the poem. I don't like the ending. Are you saying that he is your world? :-)
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Julie Smith
Date: 9/28/2016 6:19:00 AM
He definitely is:) Thank you
Date: 8/1/2016 7:51:00 AM
Julie, i enjoy how you can share such raw emotion - great first poem! Jesse
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Julie Smith
Date: 8/1/2016 1:12:00 PM
Thanks for the nice words Jesse:)
Date: 7/30/2016 7:47:00 PM
If it is meant to be, it will be. I believe we each control our destiny and there is no such thing as fate. I write about it, but I don't believe in it. Enjoyed the honesty in this write, Julie.
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Julie Smith
Date: 7/31/2016 1:06:00 PM
I agree a lot with what you said, thank you so much for your comment Daniel:)

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