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I thought you cared enough
I thought I cared enough too
and maybe we did

If you stopped and I hadn’t
or I stopped and you hadn’t
this never would have happened

It’s odd how the
last thing we did together
wasn’t together at all.

~me

I usually don't write stuff like this... but it felt good to get stuff on paper last night.

amonkie

It's good when it feels good - almost feels like writing in the moment, and both the writer and the reader come to the same conclusion together. Thanks for sharing!

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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna

Hain

True to the heart. The best thing about poetry is that there are universal experience, unique to us all somehow, and still pull you remember. Good stuff.

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vonstalhein

'It’s odd how the
last thing we did together
wasn’t together at all.'

I like stanzas like this, a little cryptic, a little ironic, quite touching, and all the more satisfying. McGough esque.

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