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This is a poem by me. Ill be puttin alot on here, so keep watch for em.
I lay on my bed, my heart in my hand.
It beats slowly, wasting away with every painful memory.
Just then, my friend enters, and sits next to me.
She says "Why waste time hurting, when you could be happy with me?"
I stare into her eyes, ssing the love and care she could give.
And I walked away with her, my heart full again. heart