She watched
And she cried
As she sat there
And watched true horror
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Nice poem. The heplessness of a forlorn beloved is beautifully captured in these melancholy lines. Reminiscent of the poem Poor Girl by the great Maya Angelou. Thanks for sharing
Blown to pieces All scattered in the wind She would never truly love again Because of him.. terrible experience dear poet........ you have power in your words. you have depth in your emotions..... a very nice poem . thank you. tony