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Our love has grown old and outdated;
A staleness that can’t be ignored.
Happiness withered and died-
Nothing could save our bond.
The future is here,
No more kisses,
Just goodbye.
Today…
Done.
About the Creator
Barb Dukeman
An English teacher by trade, I’ve spent 32+ years in the classroom, instilling a love of literature (and a tolerance of writing) in my students. I started reading at the age of three and started writing at 13 with a poem about green socks.
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When a relationship has run its course.
Happy to discover you and subscribe; well procured Barb Dukeman!