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Tia Thomas Poem
He came, then he left.
From that moment I noticed the level of respect was nomore.
Left behind in the cold , I hold onto to the neglect from this distant soul.
Left with No answers or reasons to as why.
This too shall pass, so I hold back that silent Cry.
I recognized, there was NO love from day1.
An the ending couldnt come fast enough.
Im tired... but this firm silence is hurting my heart.
I cant take it, my heart is cold and my crainium hurts.
Every bone in my body ache as if this wont work.
The vessel I kept to myself for so long was broken, and tossed down to the side.
I took pride and joy into that vessel that many offer so freely.
Torn from my chess I couldnt understand WHY ME?.
Yet he came then he left, knowing my HEART was still open.
My heart is No longer for sale, I no longer look to you for LOVE.
Torn, Loss, and broken but no more pain.
My Heart has Spoken.
Copyright © Tia Thomas | Year Posted 2015
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Tia Thomas Poem
Taken by love and lost due to No action. Although seeing is believing there is No satisfaction.
Time is ticketing and love is no longer old fashion
This pain, this urge to love SOMEONE who don't want love.
Blessed AND still Seeking for all the wrong attention.
Lies brought to light, an still manage to not pay attention.
Mind racing, head 3 dimension. Sounds of peers and mother nature saying pay attention.
I cant... I JUST CANT I really cant do it.
Putting time and attention into 1 soul 1 Body to then feel so stupid.
This is not LOVE, LOVE DOESNT DO THIS!!! IT DOESNT FEEL PAINFUL.
Down and clueless no more Please No more.
If love shall come let it come for eternity.
This passion for love has become the end of Me.
Copyright © Tia Thomas | Year Posted 2015
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