Did you ever wonder,
How much it hurt,
When I surrender my heart,
Just to be teared apart.
Did I ever knew,
How much I have gone through,
When all the effort that I drew,
He still didn't whisper a simple - thank you.
Did I ever see you as a fool,
When you treated me like a mere tool,
Because no matter how loud I scream your name,
You would never feel the same.
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From The Bottom Of My Heart: Gone With the Wind (Poetry)
PoesíaJust a little glimpse of how I live my life. Written in a form of poetry. I started to wonder and I still was when I wrote those first few lines. As I continue to write, an idea; a theory slowly crept into my mind. What if this is the real me? All...
