“No matter how much hatred you hold,
try looking in a mirror.”
Take all this blood, for I have no use of it any longer. Take all the tears, for they have filled oceans. Take all these thoughts, for they have lived, loved, and lost. But you can never take my heart or my soul, for that is what defines me. And no matter how much jealousy or hatred you hold for me, try looking in a mirror. Maybe then you’ll understand why you feel alone.
© Sarah Doughty
And maybe then
you’ll realize how
heartless you’ve been.
So strong lines😍😍
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You nailed this finale.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Simple and straight-forward. I love it ❤
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Wow; I almost wrote a similar piece about this – – and also, on your other poem, Venomous. It’s due to all the hateful feelings I sense going around WP these days. Haters will hate, and lovers will love. I decided not to let it feed, so to speak. Glad you wrote it: I just let it go!
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“try looking in a mirror. Maybe then you’ll understand why you feel alone.” Yeah! Preach it, sister! 😀
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