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ABSTRACT POEMS POWER TOOLS
Why do you have to be see,
so cruel to me?
Damage that is done,
you are not any fun.
Damage you do,
you really make me blue.
You always wanted to go fast.
You did know I wanted to go slow.
We are so through.
You true, things do destroy.
I get no joy.
Why see, do treat me see this way?
No, it is not ok.
You never like to hold hands.
You, I don't understand.
Why do you make me cry?
I am saying goodbye.
