If I told myself,
even for a second,
that I needed you at all...
Well.
That was a second
my mind was displaced.
I guess you never knew
just how much
of a pathological nuisance
you had become.
You're just too deaf
to intelligence
to notice,
but hear me
(for once)
when I say
that's exactly what you are-
a nuisance, to say the least.
If, in a desperate moment,
I needed you
but you were long gone.
I supressed; overcame.
Your memory dissipated
like dew on the green,
...and I outloved you.
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Very passionate and powerful. This is beautiful, great poetry.