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All the break-up songs in the world couldnt express this hurt What hurts most is looking down and seeing movement reminder of that little human growing inside me a seed we planted in love that same love that I say you walked away from and left me in alone the same love that you may say I pushed you away from with mixed emotions and crazy text over the phone the same love that lingered between us for two years without contact on my part that drove the curiousity to let us try things out oh how I hate to see how we failed I hate to see that we have grown so far apart I hate to see that the love we once shared has diminished disappeared into thin air, almost over night it seems it's crazy because in my eyes were perfect for each other I don't know about you but in my eyes what we had, though it needed work, was gold and yet I let it slip through my fingers like water running from the faucet down the drain it went and what hurts the most is we both know theres no going back from here no turninng around or trying again hell, we can't even be friends I look down again the tears are steadily coming I regret being a woman filled with feelings and emotions and a baby by a man that I love that loves me no more you know what hurts most I was afraid of this tried to avoid this crazy shit I heard my heart and ignored it had my mind made up once I thought about it and it's sad that a couple of words and tears from you made me say fuck it, lets do this looking back that was stupid but from where I stand now I see no mistakes, but blessings no regrets, only learned lessons and my tears are not in vain for though I hurt now it won't keep me down because with Kamauri I'll love again
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<p>life is about lessons one values</p><p>everything happens for a reason</p><p>it&#39;s about growth and knowing that one deserves better</p><p>your&nbsp;poem reflects that beautifully</p>

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