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I am 15 years old and love my friends and my family more than anything else. I am recently trying to get over my one true love and most of these poems I am submitting are dedicated to him. I love him with all my heart and soul.
I cry for all the times I thought you were mine
I cry for all the memories I was forced to leave behind
I cry for the pain and hurt I felt
I cry for this bad hand cards I was dealt
There’s no way to measure the pain I felt inside,
So I stand here and count the tears I’ve cried.
A tear for the day we met,
A tear for every second with you that I spent,
Even when my back’s against the wall,
I’ll count my tears as they fall,
I know I’ve got to try to stand tall,
Because I vow to walk before I have to crawl.
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