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It has really been
over for years now
but parts of me
still ache.
My vows still
are not broken;
My love lives on
though yours died.
It's buried deep;
I torture my
soul wondering...
Whose name do you whisper
under your breath;
Whose hands do you clasp
when you're covered in sweat?
I wonder why
it cannot be me.
You must know
that I still need you
and that I've waited
and hoped against hope.
I'm nothing but
your lonely forgotten wife
Who the hell is she?
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Intense. And oh so true. Very well written. But the line' I'm nothing but your lonely forgotten wife' somehow scales down the overall impact. I think the poem would work better without those two lines. It's just a thought. what do you think?
