Love is hard to find and hard to forget.
Giving someone another chance may be something one would regret.
Not only for fear of being hurt
But also being treated like nothing but dirt.
The pain will always remain
Like an unforgettable stain
That remains in ones heart
That has been broken apart.
-AmB
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PoesíaWhat I write is what I feel and think. My poetry comes from things that inspire me such as the things that I see daily. Writing is my escape and life. I write to dress, express, and impress myself and others. Special dedication to Mrs.Quintero for h...
