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Nov 2012
I said goodbye to you once
Gave you a kiss
And turned my back
Put one foot in front the other
And slowly walked away

But your the one
Who took my already broken heart
Ripped it out my chest
And left it bleeding at my feet
Then let me walk away

I had nothing left to say
So i said goodbye
Put down the pen
Picked up a bottle and a blade
And wasted my life even further

I tried looking for another
But I couldn't find one
So I looked for you again
And when I found you
I simply said "Hello"
Poetry has been a coping mechanism. But when I lost my inspiration I searched for other ones. But neither one worked as well as poetry. Thats what I'm talking bout.
Robert Guerrero
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Robert Guerrero
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