I have all these love
I have all these dreams
I have all these planned
Here in my mind
All thats left is for you to stay
But you choose to walk away
And leave me this way
What about my love?
What about my dreams?
What about my plans?
What about us?
What about me?
What am I going to do when this was for us
When all thats left
Is me, alone
With all these love
With all these dreams
With all these plans
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Colors of pain
PoetryPain is like happiness it's colorful and full of stories to tell