Im what ever you make me out to be
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i like this poem... do y0u?
I talk, only whispers do you hear
My name called out
Broken and bitter are we
I hear, only ghosts of the vain
My heart cries out in anger
As the cherished walk away.
All I hear are thoughts of... Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT
