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I loved you once. I loved you twice. I loved you, but never again.   MG

We Were, Now We Aren’t

I once was young and I was naïve I dreamed of a future where we would be Together we’d fight, you with me Hand in hand so sturdily We pushed each other to rise above The hatred thrown by the world at us Together we fought them using our love The assumption that it would … Continue reading We Were, Now We Aren’t

Moving On

The crossroad is where you and I first met, I inched forward whilst you raced on ahead, Neither of us knew what was in store But I sought direction and you just wanted… “more”. Here we meet again, at this crossroads, my friend; Me? I never left, merely needed the rest. You ran in circles … Continue reading Moving On

The Narcissist and The Masochist

Such twisted bliss A blissful twist The masochist and the narcissist She knows he will break her Yet still lets him take her For brokenness was all she had known And heartlessness was where she had grown Hopelessly alone, she drew her conclusions It was a world without love, only illusions A place overcome by … Continue reading The Narcissist and The Masochist

The Path Not Taken

I looked at old pictures Of you and of us Trying to muster an apology For not being "good enough" All that came out Were words of honest truth "I'm sorry that I was never Broken enough for you" For months I kept trying To go back and apologise Kept thinking I'd done wrong That … Continue reading The Path Not Taken

I Come From A City Where…

I come from a city where... Kids can make computer games But don't know how to ride a train Teens can ace quantum physics But have no clue about budget sheets College kids can start revolutions But with love they've no solution Thirty year olds still watch cartoons But can't define platoon or harpoon Forty … Continue reading I Come From A City Where…

Dig Deep

My sense of belonging Comes from deep within Buried beneath layers of rock Unearthed, uprooted, but strong I wasn't born this way, it wasn't choice From a young age I had to silence the voices Of deceit, of greed, of exploitative breeds Of those who take from me more than the ink I bleed But … Continue reading Dig Deep