There’s no point in discussing it.
Only dreams are left when you wake up alone.
You say you don’t love me anymore.
Do I leave or do I stay?
All these unsaid words
nothing changed between us
once again you turn your back on me.
© W. Donovan
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Weronika Donovan is an amateur writer and photographer. She's an artistic soul. She was born in Poland, where she was brought up and educated. Her adventure with writing began in her late teens, but she started blogging only ten years later. Her poetry has grown since that time. She started to use words more consciously. She defined the journey of her life, portraying it in four volumes of poetry. First of them called 'Ghosts' was self-published in 2019.
Weronika is a loner. She likes wandering to interesting places, always choosing her own path.
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Ah what “sweet” memories this brings back for this reader.
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I know… he didn’t deserve it.
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open the door
to more or less
what is already
right there
in front of you!
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