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It was her daily routine, dawn til dusk
She sat by the window, searching
Hidden behind the slatted blinds
She looked, hoping he would be lurking
Day after day, she sat there
No one came calling for her
Night after night, same as the day
Eventually, it became just a blur
You can see where the blinds remain parted
There, her fingers kept them pushed apart
Though she no longer sits by the window
She remains hidden, alone, with an empty heart
Writing Prompt: Between the Lines – Day 29/30
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Beautiful. Tragic. 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
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Thank you very much, Dorna! 🙂
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A lonely one, Dorinda. I could picture the gap in the blinds – a powerful image.
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Thank you, Diana. Sometimes it’s exactly how I feel 😦
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This is so sad
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Loneliness is always a sad thing 😦 Thank you for reading!
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Feeling of forlorn this poem is conceived with is too strong. But at some point I guess we all prefers to hide rather doing an effort to pump up the flow of heart beat which is chiseled with the cold vibes of other. Great work 👍👍
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Thank you very much! 🙂
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Aww… this one’s so very sad. 😦
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I know, but it was how I was feeling so I went with it 🙁
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Same mood as me then. Today’s just been a bummer of a day. 😔
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Yes, actually the whole week has been…must be the weather change…
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Think mines a people change. Missing one… 🙁
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I hear ya! ❤
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hauntingly beautiful
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Thank you so very much! 😊
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