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#WritcoPoemPrompt115
Threw out old boxes,
Regrets and photographs,
Empty pockets and lockets,
I am tired of begging for love
Blaming myself for everything
Thought I let you go away from the past
But I am still here hanging on the street...
Threw out old boxes,
Regrets and photographs,
Empty pockets and lockets,
I am tired of begging for love
Blaming myself for everything
Thought I let you go away from the past
But I am still here hanging on the street...
