Poem: Press ‘Send’.

Angry typing,

Heavy words.

Acerbic emotions,

Like sharpened swords.

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Write the absolute truth,

Then delete.

Sugarcoat the truth:

Make it bittersweet.

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Time to press ‘send’;

Your finger hovers.

Sudden palpitations

About losing your Lover.

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You read and reread,

You feel nothing but dread.

But the words need to be said,

So you can stop seeing red.

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‘Send’.

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Deep breaths.

You shake your head, asking yourself:

‘Is this the end?’

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Written by

Ivie M. Eke 2019.