To me, this life grows thinner
All the auto mechanics, page-boys and school girls
Can’t and won’t fill it up
Stop with all the love poems
Stop by with a shot
I’ll take it
Like a bullet
Hope to see you soon
That same spot on the shore
It’s calling us, again
And all the doctors in the world
Can’t put me back together
Again
© Dicky J Loweman 2015
dicky j loweman 
Love the poem. And thanks for stopping by my blog. 🙂
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Thank you and love your site.
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I know that feeling…
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I wasn’t sure this would get through to anyone. Glad you could relate.
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Do you think the person was your soulmate?
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I sure did.
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The good thing about it is they inspire your creativity.
So, despite the ache of it all it adds depth to your work.
soulmates does that… It’s true love. It’s a blessing in disguise
to love that deeply and ache that deeply as well…
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Very, very true.
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