I found my way
So you couldn't say
I just forgot
Not to get caught
But when I returned
You never had learned
How to be kind
And have a good mind
I thought you would know
That even though
You treated me well
You still have a spot in hell
You killed my soul
And dug a hole
To bury it dead
No matter what I said
And you gave me a wink
I don't know what you think
But every heart should be recognized for their graves
But only for me, the good and for the brave
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Never Better
RandomPoems. Just poems. Like I said, just poems. *** This book of poems will hopefully light your heart with joy and make you happy, or make you tear up from... onions. Let's call our desperately sad poems onions. At least then, you have a reason to cry...
