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Anonymous Posted 21 years ago

My Favorite Pink Comforter

I can't find an escape, where is my door?

You've moved on, no regrets, no bruises

No, you didn't break like I did...



Yesterday, I broke all the mirrors

even the one decorated with pink glitter,

because they showed clearly, all the wrinkles

that have taken over my smile these days.

And I can't help but wonder, how can I

find another, no one else would understand..

My heart cannot be molded, no it wont just adapt,

no it wont without hesitance accept any other.



You were, for these past four years

like my favorite pink comforter,

the one I can't bear to part with,

the one that is coming apart at the seams,

the one that has been with me since I discovered

what love truely means. My nights are long,

my dreams are gone, when I dont have my

favorite pink comforter shielding me in the darkness..

and just as I hold on to this old comforter, in

denial, I hold on to a fading hope that

you will come home, for you

I will let go of that old comforter, I won't need it anymore..
  
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