poetry problems

gone gone gone .

your hand clenched clenched clenched mine ,

you were mine mine mine

and I thought you were holding the door open for me

but it was for you

and the pain pain pain

is burning me inside out

you were holding my hand

t e l l i n g m e s o r r y

'sorry for your lost'

you were mine mine mine

but now

your gone gone gone .

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why are all my poems sad, how did that happen ?