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A Poem

By Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago • Updated 4 months ago • 1 min read

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I thought I was waiting for you

But really I was waiting on myself

I thought you were the one worth waiting for

Worthy of more

But I was deaf to my own words

An inner voice

Full of scorn had to be shorn

Discarded

For me to be ready

To live regret free

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Atomic Historian

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Comments (3)

Dharrsheena Raja Segarran4 months ago
"But I was deaf to my own words". That hit me so hard!
Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock4 months ago
Well said, Atomic. Best wishes in this endeavor.
Judey Kalchik 4 months ago
Inner voices can be a real B!TCH sometimes. Good for you.