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Tear
Its just a torn up piece of paper
But it held so much
And you didn't bother to read it like I asked
So it has become a truth I didn't want to bear
I knew,
But I was hoping for different
And hopes are empty promises
used to fill the void of despair
Now that void is filled by your name
And hope has fled to a new vain
Oh so sad. Hoping this reflective and not your today. Love you Dear & great poem!
Its reflective and not
Its reflective and not bothered by it in any way its about pain and not understanding what CPRS feels like when it becomes unmanageable and you feel like no one cares enough to place importance on your requests that are so simple but necessary. Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."