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As things have come to this swift end

I have to wonder will I mend?

The hurt and pain to this extent

Is not something you can repent



The broken heart you’ve left behind

Cannot be healed in no short time

You look at me and see the signs

That deep inside, I’m not all fine



We can’t be friends, you and I

Not now, not even when we die

Each time I hear your voice I cry

And I know there is a reason why

Inside myself, I die



© LJ Rodriguez 2006