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Better Then You
The wind carried your words through
Swinging under a tree,
As i write this poem
In the high winds.
That carried your words.
And brought them to me.
And now I see
Those words drifting from me
As real as those words felt
Those words started to melt.
Although I wanted to reach out and say hello.
I dropped that idea long ago.
So when I say that I've moved on.
I can say I found someone better.
Someone better then you