Tula # 14

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Day written: September 11, 2017

9- 21- 15

I'll start at one
I like it when we become enemies
Maybe just two out of your not- so- funny jokes are one of my remedies
Just three "Hahaha"s when your silly doings are done

Four, four letters that make up your name are still on my mind
Fifth, the fifth time will be the last time I will be writing a poem for you
But I think I'm still not over you
I hope our good times could be rewind

It hurts like a sprain
The rain couldn't stop from falling down
It seems that the world is with me when I'm feeling down
This sixth, this sixth poem for you still brought so much pain

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