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RE: The image is made of own imagination and thoughts

in #art • 5 years ago

Today I leave you (poem)

You filled my life with torture and pain.

I had trouble leaving you but today I can say that I am tired of you

I gave you my heart and you only fill it with mojo, ice and dirty.

Why are you like that? Why did not you love me like me?

I gave you so much and you do not care, so I leave with my heart badly hurt.

But I will love again and I will be happy.

But who will love you? being so animal

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         5 years ago 

        Your poem this time was a little sad @anasuleidy

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