Your smile was my good morning,
Your tears the sharpest knife
My dear my heart's been mourning,
Since you walked out of my life.
Your hand fit mine
Like it was meant to be,
Your smile could stop time
You were everything to me.
Your heartbeat was my rhythm
Your words a story untold ,
Your laugh was like music
To my deafened soul.
Then you took a great big hammer
And struck me till I broke,
A million million pieces
Lay scattered on the floor.
I called out to you
I cried until I was sore,
But not once did you look back
You left me dying at the door.
I try everyday to forget you
To erase the marks you caused,
But scars are everlasting
And life cannot be paused.
Your scent still lingers in my room
My mind still remembers your smile,
And though my hearts still mending
I know its been a while .
I know I was a fool
To love you like I did,
Then why oh why do I still feel
Like I never want to forget.
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This book is completely original. Any similarities with any other is a complete coincidence.
DO NOT STEAL MY BOOK, MY CHARACTERS, MY PLOT, MY POEMS. IT IS CALLED PLAGIARISM AND IS A PUNISHABLE OFFENSE. YOU WILL ALSO HAVE ME TO DEAL WITH.
I want you to sit back, relax and take this book as it comes. It's going to be a hell of a journey. I can't do this alone. Will you help me? :)
Also, the poem is completely original!
*Fist bump*
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