Selfish Terms

Poetry of life

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I guess you’ll not hear
someone special
now

because the
perfect time’s
no longer
on your side
and no one
turns around
to see you
smiling.

I guess you’ll not be
someone who
is held

because
your flesh is
wrinkled too
and they don’t stop
for one like you
who spent
their life
on hoping.

I guess they were
unmoved for
all those tears
You spent your heart
while no one cared
with time
or thought
to love you back
or hold
your hand
through
grieving.

Clearly life is
shallow;

of pale
inferior love
on selfish
terms.

~

© America Zed. America Zed⚡

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