Posted in "Fifty Five Words ", poésie, poetry

Little

Guys, 55 words are back. Please pardon my rustiness, its been a long time, and the lack of touch shows.

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It’s going to end, you tell yourself

Little, you know, it hasn’t begun.

It shall not happen to me, you plan

Little, you know, plan isn’t yours.

I shall not be possessive, you decide

Little, you know, you’ve been possessed

It’s over, you make a call.

Little, you know, you’re not over.

Little, you know.

15 thoughts on “Little

  1. excellent 55. I like it. You have written your heart out. I would have too but apparently my heart has been possessed by a charming young man

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