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The Collision
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Learning from the Past It's the collision
of hormones
and bubblegum pop.
I'm a basketcase
of emotions and regrets.
It's been months
since I felt anything
but happy.
But right now
I can't stop crying.
And you are at
the end of my tears
like all those years ago.
My pen sure has
an obsession with you.
But I was going to imprint
all my hopes and dreams
on whoever came along.
You were just the casualty.
