it’s not our choice.
dilemma is fevered.
twice is never enough.
the clock is still ticking.

there are shoes to fill.
but not all feet can fit.
we have different destiny.
sometimes we have jealousy.

the way we ended.
we did not love.
separation is bittersweet.
life tangles with death.



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to ended

  1. grumpygorman says:

    May I share this on a poetry site of mine, full credit given (of course). 😉

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