Colette Wintrow Poems

I always thought of us as one,
but it altogether came undone.
I was always there to catch you as you fall,
still you abandoned me when I needed you most of all.
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Life is not a book,
you can't rip out the parts you hate.
Life is not dirt,
you can't wipe it up and start clean.
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Love is a flame,
it can be blown out.
Love is a dove,
it can be shot down.
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Sitting here in the dark all alone, falling apart.
I can't stop the tears, I can't feel my heart.
You left me to die, and all we had was a lie.
You promised I was safe,  that I won't go unloved,  
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If he can't have a conversation with you,
you are disconnected.
If all he can talk about is sex,
then you never will be connected.
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