Leigh Ladd Poems

Our instinct has a way,
Of telling us what to do,
But for some unknown reason,
We rarely listen to what it has to say.
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I wish that you could understand,
How much I hurt inside,
That when you do those things to me,
You do more damage to my pride.
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Do you think of me,
And wonder what could have been,
Or are you happy that I am gone,
Glad it is at an end?
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Your fingertips tenderly caressing my skin,
You have no idea the state you put me in.
Your lips so gently covering my body with kisses,
You have no idea you have completed my wishes.
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Get up and get moving,
Everything will be alright.
What they don't understand,
I lost my love when he died that night.
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It has been so long since I have seen your face,
But I still remember what you told me,
I will not be long,
Just please wait.
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Why did you go,
Why did you have to leave?
The mere memories of you make me weep.
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Ever since you called me those names,
It has made me want to do nothing,
But hang my head in shame.
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The flowers that you gave me
Died long ago,
But the love I have for you,
Is still more than you will ever know.
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A mystery,
That is what you are to me.
Where you hide when you become unwell,
It must be lonely as hell.
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