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My Final Trick

It's overwhelmingly with sadness, a feeling of sick That you thought you had control of me like magic There's no gasoline covering me, put away the matchstick The emptiness that possesses you is tragic Your words are just a glass house, mine are the brick Sails are at full mast, away from you preffering pelagic I am no magician, but me disappearing will be my final trick

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I Am Anaya

Date: 8/21/2023 7:02:00 PM

Faving your magic, A.S. Who wouldn't want to be blanketed by your sail. No longer will I be that flop of a fish in a glass bowl. Never! Then again.;)

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 8/21/2023 7:22:00 PM

;) Your are too kind Anaya! I owe you a visit that is long over due dear friend! Warmest Regards! A.S.

Paige Hind

Date: 7/6/2023 2:29:00 PM

It's painful, the end of relationships. I do hope everything with you will be okay.

Anonomus Scorpio
Date: 7/6/2023 3:05:00 PM

I'm good Paige ;) I write poems like this to help remind people that there is survival even after love is lost on one spectrum. Provided you can keep your heart open the possibility of finding it again. I absolutely appreciate your consideration for my well being though! A.S.