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Alone – A Short Poetry

She was alone but didn’t feel lonely

Until they told her that she was empty

©Maria Michaela

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I’m trying to start these short and simple poetry. I’ll write more of these in the future. Can’t come up with a title of this. Anyone who has ideas for a good title?

Edit: Okay. So changed the title from Short Poetry (1) to Alone as suggested by @judeitakali. – Thanks a bunch! 🌹

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Undone

Some things can not be undone, can not be erased or forgotten

Some things are written in permanent ink

The stain stays —- smeared though they may be

The mark is there

Visible

 

Remove it, wash it all out

But what once was can never be again