One bottle of Kosher wine
I now can say what I think
This isn't working
Is it?
Don't you agree
You're not here
I'm not there
We never will be
I'm sad more often then I'm happy
We must let each other go
Please don't be nice
It hurts so much
I'm starting to cry
I might love you
Alas in this life I will never know
(This is the first poem that I've ever written. I don't care if its not good or even "real poetry." It is how I feel right now.)
16 years ago
it's real poetry. and it's good.
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