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Just poems I make up when I have the time.

Tears wash down my window,

And all I can see is the dark,

Hate spreads throughout me,

All that's left is this mark.

Last night's argument did not phase me,

Only ended up in pain,

He's gone away forever,

Left me going insane.

I feel nothing anymore,

I shut myself away,

No matter how bad he treated me,

It is I who has to pay.

Now time is running out,

As I sit here and cry,

No more shall he wound me,

As my heart goes dry.

The End

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