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I accept you love me no more
But keep me on the line, then ignore
Neglect with contempt and disrespect
My time, my heart, my gift.
That’s what I’m angry for:
The defence of precious things
To protect my sacred soul from the
Mess your indecision brings.
Alluring you remain, despite the pain
And always will be a flame
To my hopeful moth heart
But anger fires up
A source of heat and light
To fight the pull of you.
I’m held between two forces
Equilibrium grants choices
And I choose to walk away
Before I accidentally gift you
Another unrequited day.
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Joe Blogs, Aug 2023