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And it is so
as the young—explore, create, mistakes
To those regards we learn in turn
early on, to carry with us for long
You are the last rose in autumn before winter
on cold night bright defying the muted sky
And when you leave this world behind,
let me be the last thought on your mind.
Know that I love you even after.



Shell ✨🐚
like dandruff on my curly hair
or autumn leaves blowing in the air
as lint on my red low-cut sweater
what's all the buzz about some fuzz
all it does is leave my hazel eyes
wetter than last year

Shake him off
like a cold
this is growing old
like sleep
awake to he's a creep!
"Adnate It's not curtate"

© 2022 Carol Natasha Diviney
I knew I lost you in advance
I can't say I didn't have a warning
We were sitting on the couch
Like it were just any other morning
And I was struggling with a task
Can't even remember what
I asked if you would help and your reply
Twisted my hear into a knot
Why would you do that indeed
Yet somehow you always did
Until loving me was difficult
and you were not prepared to make that bid.
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