Poem #4

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I was flying
High above the clouds I soar
I'd let out my mighty roar

Then you lied oh yes that's true

I am Crying
Sank to the ground
And the only thing that I've found
Is love simply does not last
I've learned this from my past
It comes and it goes way to fast
So make sure my friends
If you fall in love
Please oh please
Make it last

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