Alone from you, I prefer to be,
condescending words bother me.
Leave me be, you can’t let go.
like bad smells, you linger.
So let me be clear,
There’s nothing here.
Hearts they smash,
Broken,
Piece.
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Elizabeth Butler
Elizabeth Butler has a masters in Creative Writing University .She has published anthology, Turning the Tide was a collaboration. She has published a short children's story and published a book of poetry through Bookleaf Publishing.
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I’ve had so many names in this life I lose track of which ones were ever really mine and which ones I wore because someone needed me to. Some were handed to me before I had words to refuse them, before I knew what they meant, before I knew I could say no. Most weren’t meant to hurt. That doesn’t mean they didn’t leave marks. Marks that told me who I belong to, who I am by way of who claims me, recognizes me in the good and bad, who walks beside me.
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That was the first heartbreaking nonet I ever enjoyed reading. Thanks🤧
This was so poignant! Loved your Nonet!
Broken piece. Perfectly put.
Incredible work.