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You held back a tear,
Wanted a hug, The fool looked away His heart A confused beat Not young anymore Your words reached him The fool cleaning his car Broke the mirror The Love he didn’t care for Haunts It’s crushing [Was this the reason you wrote? Vengeance sweet?] Didn’t you know At the end of it all, is despair? Then listen .. Tinkling sound of breaking glass the other mirror |
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I like this poem. Thanks for sharing.
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