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He loves her....
He used to love me,
He loved me every second of every day.
I loved him back....
We met simple as can be.
We became friends,
I s..
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This is a poem about a fallen soul who is desperate to live, but no one will stop to even pick it up.
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This is about a person who is trapped in what someone did to them and cant help but feel hate to those still happy in the world.
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This is a bout a girl who has had everything happen to her but dosen't tell anyone. She insists that she is fine and that nothing is wrong when nothin..
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