Blame Jane,
those feelings
you can’t quite explain,
leading to memories
rain sodden with pain
Blame Jane
who makes me wait.
I could’ve known many years, before
Blame Jane
She took too long,
with rhythmic changes coming on.
Where was Jane,
silently watching,
always tagging along.
I’ll blame Jane
instead of sitting with pain,
instead of accepting,
I am Jane
6 responses to “Jane”
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Honestly, right ?! I like to add twists to my poems when I can. It changes things up a bit but it definitely is a part of me for sure . I don’t look at it as bad l, though, just a learning experience ๐ thanks for your thoughts .I always love them. You out so much thought in what you say and it means a lot !
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