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A Love Forsaken
December 13, 2011
No one can ever
understand the pain I feel
from losing you so.
No one hears my screams
of anguish or sees my face
streaked with tears.
Alone I suffer in
silence, reliving the sting
of your betrayal.
I threw away all
of the letters you wrote--now
stained with deceit.
Confused I feel
in so many ways--how could
this have happened?
The red rose that once
was precious and beautiful,
lays withered, broken.
© Julia R., Bethesda, MD
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snowleopard100 PLATINUM said...
on May. 25 2012 at 2:11 pm
The body of the poem, due to the amazing talents I've seen in your other work, could be more imaginative. A perfect example of this kind of striking imagery is at the end of this poem with the "withering rose"--a knock out line. I loved that part, truly great
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