NO 1. PROMPT: “old times”
Maybe new times
Are just old times
in disguise
NO 2. PROMPT: “feelings”
How deep
is the well
of my feelings
take a bucket
and drain me dry
don’t worry
how i collapse into dust
NO 3. PROMPT: “tragedy”
Life took me
one tragedy at a time
until i was
a collage of
almosts,
nevers,
and foolish somedays
NO. 4 NO PROMPT
again she was left—
left behind,
left over.
left for reasons unknown,
left to her own sorrows.
she was just
thoroughly
unceremoniously
unapologetically
left waiting for what would finally be right.
Amanda Michelle Brown 
That last poem is beautiful, and very relatable. Thank you for sharing your words!
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You are so welcome!! Thanks for reading ❤
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