Paola Elizabet Mateo

Rookie (Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic)

Not Again - Poem by Paola Elizabet Mateo

I called you this morning and I heard someones voice in the back...
Not again
I was walking on my way to work and I saw you taking two cups of Joe...
Not again
I was on my lunch break at the Sun Cafe and saw you buying Flowers...
Not again
I came home and I found panties under your pillow...
Not again
I went to pack my things and found you on the floor with a bloody note saying ' I love you babe and I'm sorry for everything I put you through, .... Will You Marry Me? '

The ring was gone, and so was your breath

I looked up


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2010

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