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Again another sad poem
From this broken home
Here we are trying to be glad
But everything we feel is all sad
What happen to our love
We used to be so close like our hands fitting into a glove
With each moment wasted
Is each second ive tasted
I have a picture of you
But everytime i look my world turns blue
I guess its time
To end this life of mine
I'll make it quick
With a split second click

plz comment and vote and i'll do the same