Didn't see it coming
No kind of warning
I can't work out what I've done wrong
His clothes are missing
But his keys are still here
Please somebody tell me whats going on
My baby's got a suitcase
He's telling me its too late
But don't nobody, please don't ask me why
'Cause all I did was love him
But I can't stop him walking
My baby's got a suitcase but please don't ask me why
-Emeli Sande's "Suitcase"
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Decisions
PoetryPoems that I wrote to briefly describe the many decisions we all may or may not make in this cold world.
