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Black Tears

I walk in the dark.
I sit down to think about the life I have.
Why should I keep it?
Now I began to cry my black tears.
I see the past right before me and I think…
About all the decisions I have made.
The people I have hurt.
Then I think about you.
I said I love you. It wasn’t a lie at the time.
But it looks like it. I picked him over you.
I left you be hide and never looked back.
I found out now that I hurt you so bad that it killed you.




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