For decades I have fought myself each dawn willing my body to fight itself
I can barely breathe,
It is safe to say I am a cripple for cupid wounded me once in her game and deserted me
My own people disregard me,
Strangers don't stop to look at me twice,
I am an outsider among my own family,
An omen they have named me,
I have lost hope,
No more,
Let nature take its course and maybe just maybe
Cupid's cruel joke will lighten up and she will strike her arrow at me once again.
Until the, I am waiting patiently, after all age is merely a number.
Lady Tracy💕
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Twenty two pieces of me
Poetry"I love you so much that in my solitude I have counted all the times we have smiled together and they weren't enough I think of all the times we have kissed, not long enough I think of how many times we have hugged, not tight enough". A glimps...
