Twenty-Seven

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Memories flashed on my mind

The happiness

The sadness

You


You were there

Sitting alone below the night sky

I was there

Singing to you your favorite music


I smiled

Bitterly?

Sweetly?

I don't know


It was all just memories

But feelings of them bring spark

Spark that made me cry

Why?


I let you go

I made you hate me

Now you loathe me

I regretted


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