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people meet,
people go,
people leave,
people become alone,
but you stayed,
you made me believe that love is real,
that i wasn't alone and for this love, I wouldn't pay
because it was real and i believed
that you wouldn't go.
but good things never last,
and you left,
but tell me, darling,
why did you give me this gift?
you let me go,
and you lived
but i died.
Because though people meet and people go,
you met me and broke me,
then let me die in my mind's black hole.
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-about-
written: january 21, 2021
The meaning of the title of this poem is People Come and Go. It's in Italian. This is one of the first kinds of quotes that I later changed to a poem. A pretty short one.
-anyways, thanks for reading, people!! do vote and comment if you liked it-
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