A simple poem

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My heart may never heal but it heals
My heart may never beat but it beats
My life may never go on but it does
I will never breathe again but I breathe another day.
My life will never be the same but it will someday.
I will never love again but
I still love.
I cry everynight but they become dry in the morning.
The sorrow in my soul is what makes me weep but memories I have are what truly go deep,the time with you is all I have,even when you make me mad I end up feeling sad.
Oh how I wish to be mad at you again just to know that your in my world ounce again, you may never be here to console me at times of great great sorrow, but I remember that i'll see tour face in the sunshine of tommorrow.





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