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Broken
#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 alone
In the memories of us, I tear myself
The thrown boxes are not forgotten
The empty lockets still lingers with the photo of yours
I hate you but can't fight anymore
Hiding my emotions and pretending I'm fine
I cry out my soul here where u aren't near me.
Hear me out I miss you a lot
But this time I promise to value myself more
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