Lost Love

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Lost Love

I’m crying,

That’s for sure.

But it’s not what you think.

That’s not why I’m crying.

I’m crying,

Because I’m remembering.

Remembering what’s lost.

Remembering why,

I’m crying.

This is true.

It is making me cry.

So why do I keep remembering?

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Looking back at this poem, I've to say it is kinda suckinsh. Any-who, I wrote this after my cat, Tinkerbell died. However, I'm not really sure what was going through my mind. I'm sure I knew when I wrote this, but I can't seem to remember.

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