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Kimalee Jones Poem
Stop dropping your words
on me like blocks.
They fall on the ground
with such force
that I have to wonder
if I’ll be able to survive
the next conversation we have.
Copyright © Kimalee Jones | Year Posted 2019
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Kimalee Jones Poem
Broken hearts
don’t often mend
after first loves are gone.
They simply hang around
sitting on a throne
wearing a crown
called “trophy love”.
Love comes and goes
but first loves
lingers on until the end of time
unless, of course, another love
as strong as the first
supersedes the number one spot.
Copyright © Kimalee Jones | Year Posted 2019
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Kimalee Jones Poem
You worry.
Your fret.
You get anxious.
You get stressed and depressed.
You think about the worst scenarios.
Yet nothing bad happens.
Life continues on.
Copyright © Kimalee Jones | Year Posted 2019
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