I t w a s a l l f o r n o t h i n g .
All the hours I spent with you
Down to the very seconds,
Gone.
All wasted.
When I die
I'll be sure to remember you
- but for all the W R O N G reasons.
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A Poet's Random Notes
PoetryThis is my book take a look. It's nothing special but that's my opinion to you. What have you got to lose? This is random poems I do on random days, so please mind my delay at times. love, hate, misery, joy, confusion, all summed up- all enclosed i...
