No more, please no more
She can’t take it anymore
No more images of him
He was everywhere haunting her
No more bite of the wind
Its sensation so hurtful and banal
No more sting of his betrayal
Cold and laced with salt, no excuse
No more regrets
He made her happy, he made her cry
No more blaming
Her heart smashing into pieces
No more please, no more
She wants to move on
(c) ladyleemanila 2016
When it’s time, it’s time. He needs to listen. Very Nice, Ladylee
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thanks, Debi 🙂
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It’s very difficult to move on when your memories won’t leave you! But staying strong does help! Amazing piece!
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thanks, Sapience 🙂 staying strong does help!
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This is universally comprehensible– very easy to relate to and well-expressed. Thanks! K.
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thanks, K 🙂
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Fabulous Lee…..Powerful, evocative and….poignant. Hugs! ❤
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cheers, Bushka 🙂
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There is a time to leave… and to cut the cords.
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cut the cords before it’s too late, thanks, Björn 🙂
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In such circumstances, moving on would be for the best.
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yes, it would be hard but it’s for the best, thanks, Kerry 🙂
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An old story, strikingly told.
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thanks, Rosemary 🙂
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~~ and move on she shall!
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yes, she shall! thanks, Helen 🙂
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There comes a time when we must let go…no more becomes our cry…This speaks of strength.
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thanks, Susie 🙂 no more please!
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I agree…the heart knows when it’s enough.
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yes, enough is enough! thanks, Hannah 🙂
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