Introspection Break Up Poems

One mistake too many,
      the last domino to fall.
Second chances jar empty,
     no more problems to...

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You were the oxygen to the fire in me.
As I consumed you, the fire in me grew
Until I burnt myself inside out,
Until everything that was...

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dark roast coffee, cream 
soft breeze crosses, shade to sun

contemplation zone...

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 “Those who depend on us, if cast away 
Will return to haunt us another day”
         ...

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In the vast expanse of existence,
Your world, I find, fails to captivate my senses.
Unfortunate days, like wayward wanderers,
Don the garments of absurdity,
Parading their disconcerting presence.

Each...

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i thought
the memories,
the feelings,
the attachment,
would last forever
but now i feel
them drift away
with each sunset i watch
and each breath i take

i told myself too many lies
i...

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Give Yourself a Break

Come on, it’s time. Give it a rest
and stop beating yourself up
about things that are over and done with
when you know you...

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a soft refrain
silent reflections
as time fades
one life to another
faces of love
seen before
truth is
lovers and friends
they were never gone
blue luminescence in corridor
dreams to embrace
blue luminescence in...

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In the imagery network of intricate design,
layer on layer, the metaphoric mind is stratified,
the levels of innate awareness are aligned
with the unique perspective patterns unified.

Many...

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Words

Are all equal..

Dismissing the

Call to elevate some

Demote others..

Yet in dreamland

Separation enthralls

And frightens

As words are

Unleashed to

Trick and treat......

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To all the lonely people out there feeling deserted,
to those whose joys were cut short,
to the unloved, unsought, unknown.
to those who wait in vain for...

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Oh, for days of wine and song
                  ...

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if only i had made better choices
if only i had said no
if only i knew what and where love was
if only i had simply remained...

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Produce stand stops for fresh strawberries.
Nowhere to put them but your car.
Summer heat creeping through the glass.
The berries are wilting in the floorboard.
Unbeknownst to you.
Wilting...

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As I wash these dishes. 
I wash the wishes 
from these tired and ruined hands. 

I look out into the street 
with a thousand yard...

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