Poem.
How come when I wake up I feel so empty?
How do I know if you still think of me?
With the sweet poems I wrote on your walls all covered up with paint.
How can I know if you’ll spare me a thought?
And how come I can’t breathe when I think of you?
I made a mistake.. I still love you.
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