I am gone. The battle’s won
There will be no joke or pun.
I have packed my love up in a box
I’m moving on.
You won’t cry for me
So look away while I do.
You won’t love me right
So let me find someone true.
You brought too many complications
Lies and fabrications.
I’m not afraid to say anymore
That I loved the wrong one.
Now the image of you I had
Is dead and gone.
I am complete and new
I’ll love myself instead of you.
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Awesome really love it!!!!! Hope to read more!! Good luck and Happy Writing!!!!!
Soulkana<3
Great job writing this poem. it's got something.. for instance, you can easily you rather love yourself instead of him because of all the complications hes caused, that's gotta mean something although only you have the answer to its rightful meaning.. however, fabrications is a strange word to me, never heard it before, what is it?
Haha, I liked this! It was a lot nicer than the sobbing, but your still gone poetry. It had a decent flow for the most part, but I disagree with some of your puncuation. Puncuation in green, notes in purple, other changes in blue. (These may go with my puncuation changes. Lower cased letters and such.)
Overall, good work!
I love this! especially "putting my love in a box" i think you really painted a picture and the flow in your poem is great! for me it was very smooth, if that makes sense. you have fantastic imagry and i can't wait to read more of your work.