Oct 06, 2008 23:18
Precious memories stick in our hearts
But some say love can tear us apart
At times like this, we have our friends
To help our hearts to easily mend.
But for others, the pain is so deep
And it’s so hard to keep
This bruise caused by love
Will never be as free as a dove.
“Goodbye,”
This word that’s hard to accept
If this will be said to me, I’ll definitely cry
Because there will be nothing left.
Why did I write this poem?
Because I don’t want you to be alone
Don’t bring the pain until you die
Remember, that will fade, as time goes by.
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