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I am afraid

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By M.Published about 10 hours ago Updated about 10 hours ago 1 min read
Top Story - March 2026

Of course we're locked

Into our sufferings,

Said Cohen

/

Yet I've loved you of

A love with no name

And couldn't be

/

Three times I asked

If there was hope

You couldn't see

/

And now I'm meant to cut

Branches of life off my body

And be well?

/

But we were happy once

When there was hope

We were happy once

When we believed

/

I don't have you now, and I can't fill

Your void with platitudes

You found me broken, and made

me believe I could be whole

Familyheartbreaksad poetry

About the Creator

M.

Half-time writer, all time joker. M. Maponi specializes in speculative fiction, and speculates on the best way to get his shit together.

Author of "Reality and Contagion" and "Consultancy Blues"

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  • Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout 6 hours ago

    this is so touching

  • Melissa Ingoldsbyabout 8 hours ago

    Very sad 😢 and heartbreaking 💔

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