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Emmanuel

Emmanuel is my Ex now That hurts me the most Promises he made to me Vanished that easily We used to fight And then make it right Playing together I'll miss that forever Things always used to matter When I am around him Because he loved me And he knew I loved him more He would write poems About his Mom and politics I love his sense of poetry And i truly got this from him When I opened his poems I saw a new one Named my name Poem titled Irene But why did we have to break up And why can't we make up Like we used to in the past Or he doesn't love me anymore? Maybe I need to relax And let time tell But what if time fails me And he never comes 2 me again? Emma is a genius And ofcoz a bit serious His eyes are very shy Even when he is high I miss the moments we shared together At home, club, bar and bus stop And the times u spoilt me Happy because of thee Wherever u maybe Just know this is how I feel Poet is what I wana be It helps to heal.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/20/2016 9:43:00 PM
Irene, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**
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Date: 5/25/2011 4:05:00 AM
A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Irene. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love and blessing always, Carol
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Date: 5/24/2011 6:18:00 PM
Powerful expressions on the lost love and its pains, Irene
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Date: 5/24/2011 5:10:00 PM
Welcome to Poetry Soup.. so enjoyed reading your thoughts in poetry on this wonderful subject.. hope u have fun on PS as u continue to share with luv..
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Date: 5/24/2011 1:59:00 PM
Hello Irene, I can feel your pain. It from the heart which Paint a picture In my mind-eye how much you love and miss him. I love your poetry. It is very good.
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