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  • Writer's pictureNassma

when i left (a poem)

when i left i didn't say goodbye

when i left i didn't even cry

it was a feeling unspoken

i hadn't left you broken

yes, unlike you i didn't cause pain

i slept easy with nothing to explain

your eyes didn't haunt me

my hands left you softly

you took and never gave

there was nothing to save

i had nothing left to say

i simply couldn't stay

when i left they complained

that i should be ashamed

like i owed you my life

yet now i live in blythe


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