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Friday, 6 January 2017

[Poem] Meant to Be

Stop messing with my mind,
Pulling at my heartstrings
To send it reeling with pain.

If you were meant to be,
You would've been.

In all the years that passed us by,
You were never significant,
Like the ash I flick off my cigarette.

If I was meant to be,
We should've been.

I am searching for means
To close the gaps,
To let you out the way you came.

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