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I didn't know how I'd recover
But I dragged myself out of this
Year-old grave, and I hope my
Happiness haunts you like
Your lack of guilt kept
Me up every
Lonely and
Moonlit
Night
About the Creator
Poppy
poetry in progress
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Comments (11)
"I hope my happiness haunts you" This is a feeling I know all too well! I could feel the spite emanating off the screen in this one!
Ouch... Love the spitefulness of this one Poppy!!
So powerfully emotional and such strong scene building! Very cinematic!
This is SO emotive, Poppy! Amazing piece!
What amazing scene setting! You can feel the string of bad nights before and the picture is icing on the cake.
Very well said, and the pic is perfect.
I didn't think the words could top the picture. Boy, was I wrong!
I still remember how his lack of guilt used to affect me so badly. Loved your Nonet!
I still remember how his lack of guilt used to affect me so badly. Loved your Nonet!
Emotive nonet! Really like: "I dragged myself out of this Year-old grave"
Excellent piece