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May 2015
I fell in love with her hard,
Memories and present times clash,
many days calling her crazy, she calls me a ****.
I still love her all the same, although shes gone away,
The love I carry feels like just yesterday.
You will never know Whom I talk about in this poem,
Your not ment too. I started to rhyme and have reason in the beginning, now its all jumbled apart. This poem represents life, and love. in away were we try are best for awhile then we let what is natural, flow...
I gave up on her, and lost her trust. I messed up and sought out lust.
I was wrong and I couldn't say sorry enough, for it was my own undoing that has caused me pain, since her life has been rough.
I look at ash and wonder what iv done, to make this mess as I look back im still stunned.
Because now iv went back to rhyme, you must think all is good. For it is thus iv understood. For iv meet someone new and she is fine and dandy, I think ill marry her on top of some place warm and sandy.
kyle Shirley
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kyle Shirley  25/M/Kalamazoo
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