Sitting in my room alone
Wrapped warmly in a quilt
Cold wind blowing outside my window
Feeling not a pang of guilt
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I really enjoyed this. I hope one day, too can be at peace with my resentment for 'her', and feel the warmth of solitude rather than the cold hand of loneliness.
Still true. I'm glad you're not publishing new poems on here about your life after me..
The repitition make the poem more beautiful than it is. Your 'need for solitude' can be related to, by many. it's most definatly a 10.