Poem

Poem Sometimes when I conjecture about how things could wee been I cant help but opine about that daylightlight The way you looked so different, so sad When I think about it I want to die All the organise weve had, all disjointed in one fleeting sulfur I pray everynight that one day things will be different And that maybe, just maybe, I could get hold of on with my breeding You hurt me more than youll ever k direct this distressingness I feel just seems to grow one day I just know Ill explode. Why did you dedicate to do it?

I could have change d It could have been better Anything you want, Ill always concord it to you Ill set down you so much Your lips, your touch Did you have to go? I hope it was fun, now Ive lost you and youve lost me What the hell am I supposed to do now? Bibliography: ...If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: OrderCustomPaper.com

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