#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone
My path was knowingly destined
Try as I might to justify the plight of fancy flights
Reality laughs at naivete'
I did love you, as much as that meant to me
Maybe not enough, or defined differently
I cannot deny your resistance
Or insistence to change
But I don't have that arrangement to access
Or words to address
Who I can be to you
Truth is concept of acceptance, and I don't do repentance
So I sip my coffee of miscontent and bathe alone in my principles
I know who I am...
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