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The Final Fall

She called them the sad days The wasted days Hated days Moving on days He called them the hard days The bad days Sad days Moving on days She blamed him Bloody men Mental torture Good riddance He blamed her Bloody women No respect Goodbye She wanted love Commitment Wanted him Needed him He needed love Needed space Needed time Wanted her She couldn’t move on Wouldn’t move on Hated time Hated him He drank the bar Numbed the pain Saw the train No need to explain She took the call Final fall Found the pills Ended it all.

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Speaks Volumes

Date: 2/20/2024 9:32:00 AM

Congratulations on winning with this well constructed, imaginative poem Paul. Best wishes from Wen

Paul Bell
Date: 2/21/2024 9:22:00 AM

Thanks Wen, cheery poem.

Ink Empress

Date: 2/20/2024 6:08:00 AM

Dear Paul, the accuracy of this, made me smile and made my day while judging! Truly especially the lines “ She blamed him Bloody men Mental torture Good riddance He blamed her Bloody women No respect Goodbye” couldnt have said it any better! Spot on! What a brilliant and refreshing write! Congratulations on your win. Thank you for sharing

Paul Bell
Date: 2/20/2024 8:53:00 AM

Thanks, Ink, they do say love can be fatal, and maybe should come with a health warning. Let that be a warning to lovers everywhere. For some reason, I always get dumped by text, women.

Fj Thomas

Date: 12/15/2022 1:03:00 PM

A sad variation of a "Romeo and Juliet." So many never realize until they have lost... others even then. Well done Paul :)

Paul Bell
Date: 12/16/2022 3:05:00 AM

Yes, R&J were always going to implode.