Poetry

Even

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When I think I’ve come to the conclusion that there is no more steps to take.

No more words to be said

No more hugs to be given.

No more things to be shared or kept from one another.

That is when I know it is time to move on and yet there is a part of me that stayed even when the rest starts to resent everything about you.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes