She once was adorable
for being the girl
fogets the punchline
for being clumsy
around the kitchen
Infauation put her
on a pedestal
Now
she is intolerable
for being the same girl
forgets the punchline
She is slapped around
and called useless
for being clumsy
around the kitchen
Love is a cold vase
housing a wilted flower
Flicker of Thoughts 
The cold winds of change
Blow through the firing range
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Love your poetic comments!
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Yeahβ¦ and this comment formed the first 2 lines of my new poem today ππ
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Woo hoo! Can’t wait to read it….maybe I comment your new post using poetic form too, and see if I can write a new post from that……
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I think you already have βIn the Valley of Lightβ ππ
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Yes indeed!
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π€. This is great
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Time often changes the essence. From sweet to useless.
Could feel the deep emotion. π
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That’s wonderful hon. I am saying it the second time.
xoxo
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ππππ
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xoxo
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