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Dustee Bradt Poem
Let the rain fall, let it pour,
Open all the windows and doors.
Slow the footsteps around the house,
Make all the voices quiet, just like a mouse.
Can you hear the sorrows howl from the little woman in the corner,
Being alone at this time is not healthy, someone should warn her.
The little old man holding back his tears,
Hoping that not a single soul hears.
With every passing minute,
No one wants to admit it.
Everyone talks about you like you are still here
We never thought the end would be so near.
Why did she have to leave so soon,
She was our stars and moon.
She was a beautiful white dove,
I hope she knows that she had so much love.
Copyright © Dustee Bradt | Year Posted 2024
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Dustee Bradt Poem
I once had a heart of gold,
Now it is black and cold,
Seeing him kiss another,
Wishing I had listened to my mother.
Disrespectful and manipulating,
We are no longer dating.
A huge weight was lifted off me,
Leaving me feeling so happy.
Not one tear was shed,
I should have known his love was dead.
He changed from being my forever,
To being my for never.
I will never be coming back to you,
Just know we are completely through.
Now you are just a big crybaby.
Goodbye baby.
Copyright © Dustee Bradt | Year Posted 2024
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