Depressed

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I am so sad I'm crying,
So hurt I'm dying.
When your broken there is no fast recovery,
It hurts when the love of my life doesn't love me.

I have a twisted life,
I'm hurt but I still want you to be my wife.
Your a good girl and I'm the dark side,
Look me in the eye that day I cried.

For your love I will fight,
I talk to you all night.
I wrote over a million poems for you,
On the train I stick to you like glue.

Sadly for now I will remain broken,
Regretful of the feelings you have awoken.






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