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“It” never stops..
I was never one to say, I can’t.
I have tried so many times,
but I can’t forget “it”,
I can’t make it go away.

If I was cut or broken,
I never complained about pain,
but “It” hurts.

I was never lost for words,
now I struggle for even thoughts because of “It”.

I tried to replace “it” but I end up hating myself.
“IT” “IT” “IT” I lost “it”.
I want “It” back!.

That word,”"It”,
say the real word,
say “”It”!

“LOVE”,
I want “it” back.

©2012

 

 

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  • http://blognostics.net/members/westham999/ westham999

    Nice!

  • http://www.scatteredmusings.net Debbie

    It’s something we can’t live with or live without!! It’s a royal pain in the bum, it’s pleasure, it’s pain…. IT!!

    Love it !! Nice writing Mickey

  • http://pamanner.wordpress.com/ Pamela

    I concur. I like the riddle-like quality. Great write!

  • http://ifihadablogpart2.blogspot.com Ron

    Love is a puzzle and elusive as well. Nice read. I enjoyed it.

  • http://blognostics.net/members/Willow/ Willow

    “It” is written almost like a riddle; I didn’t have any idea or I had many, it went back and forth just as love itself is a riddle and guessing a part of the pleasure as much as the pain. Nice to know I can’t always figure “It” out. Just like the poem, it changes to something else anyway just when I think it is all figured out! Nice read!

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