Does It Really Matter

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All alone late at night
I think back to our
last fight.
Does it really matter who
was right or wrong?
Was it worth the truth
that made our love gone?
I lay here crying, missing
you.
But, the outside world
has no clue!
As my heart is stabbed
with a knife,
without your love, I
wont live my life.





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Sarahmariee said...
Feb. 16, 2012 at 9:41 am
Dear Savannah, you poem is really good. i see you write at 10:39 am every week day. I love you, but maybe you should b rush your teeth more often (hint hint: bad breath!)
 
VannaBannaBear replied...
Feb. 21, 2012 at 9:35 am
hahahahahah! Sarahh! you would. & maybe you should take your own advise? (:
 
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