De Divorce
ON DIVORCE
Old love is descending to a closure
It’s getting weaker as days go by;
Disturbing violently, my composure.
This changing life is waning hereby
Exploiting the darkness of separation;
Trying to confront an unpleasant goodbye.
Trying not to vent her frustration
I shall go about with sincere intentions;
Without the necessary aggravation.
There shall be sadness and foiling emotions
To agree without confusion and commotions.
Copyright © Damned I-Be | Year Posted 2022
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