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Gone

by writer1997

I gave it all to you My heart Me soul My dreams I told you my secrets, You gave them away I told you my feelings, You threw them away. After everything you said you felt, I was left by the side of the road. I was trash left by uncaring people. That’s what they all did. They all leave eventually. I know that. I want him to stay to but, I know it’s a small possibility. I love him with my heart I’ve given him everything My mind My soul My thoughts My love That is all I have to give Can’t you see what I go through everyday Just to feel loved? Does it matter I look back at the memories I look back at the pain I look back at everything you did to me And the feelings come back again But there’s nothing I can do There’s nothing I can say I want to bring you back But you’re gone
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writer1997

I have been through situations in my life that some would say make me stronger. They made me wise, they made me cry, the took away all my hope. But I'm still living. Poetry is my way to express myself. Besides music, it's all I have. I'm here because I found a place where I can be recognized for my poems and not my experiences. When I won't be judged because of what happened to me. Other than that you'd be surprised at how happy I seem. I'm outgoing I'm hyper I'm not allowed to have sugar because I'm so hyper I'm caring I'm helpful I care for others more than myself I have high expectations and dreams Music is my life This is me and if you can't except it than leave.

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Frosted cookie❄️🍪
I love it
writer1997
Thanks. It's hard though when everyone you've been with has lied to you. But I try and this is how I do it. I write poetry.
lsmiley
Life gets better if you let it. Every day you're given a second chance, but in order to receive it you must let go of your past.

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