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[moo_sheep]

this is a poem that i found when i was cleaning my room. i can't even remember which boy i wrote it about. i changed the last four lines today though. they're better than they were.

Eyes will open,
Eyes will close,
Children get older,
The flower still grows.
My heart may be broken,
But it will again heal.
Although now I am numb,
I will eventually feel.
The world continues turning,
Night turns into day,
The sky has not fallen,
In the clouds it will stay.
When nothing else matters,
I will awake in the morn,
My life will go on,
A baby will be born.
I may not want to,
But I'll find someone new,
I'll find somone nicer,
Smarter, cuter than you.
It'll take time to happen,
But I will let go.
I won't miss you that much,
I just want you to know,
I feel sick to my stomach,
I only want to cry,
But after time passes,
I'll be glad I didn't die.
I've done this before,
It's no stranger to me,
Emotion is hurtful,
But emotion is key.
I won't think of you,
Like I crave you now,
My life is not over,
To you, I won't bow.
I refuse to give in,
Go through life as a toy,
My life is worth living,
You were just some boy.
The pain is still present,
But I'm living my life,
I removed it from my heart,
I threw away your knife.
My smiles aren't genuine,
But they will be soon,
My heart hasn't mended,
But it's still before noon.
My cheeks remain moist,
The tears have not passed,
You were my first,
But you won't be my last.

i miss you, mike.