Jonathan Celestin Poems

All the cry, all the apologies
When you said you were sorry,
Did you really mean it?
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I’m not a writer,
I’m not a poet
I’m not a song writer,
Nor a storyteller.
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When I am gone, carry on,
You won’t have to worry
I will be in a better place.
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I kept trying to cry
But the tears won’t drop,
I kept trying to die,
But my life won’t stop.
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You played me,
You made it seem like it was real,
All this time you were taking advantages of me.
I gave you everything you ask for
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I think about you many times a day,
Wanting to kiss you in every which way,
Your beauty was made out of pure clay
From Heaven in the Angels bay.
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