Wen i rememba wat u did
I want to b angry
But rather i bcom sad
Hw u broke my heart and threw d piece at me
I shld be angry
But rather i bcom sad
When i rememba how i loved u
And how u cheat
I hav d ryt to be angry
But rather i bcom sad...
Is it dat i stil lov u?
Is it dat am too weak a fool?
Is diz bad, is diz good?
Is it jus me?
Or did u do diz?
I dont knw why,
But I cant get angry...
I only bcom sad....
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nice poem, & touching too, guess u've bin hurt by luv bt jst cnt let go so u bcom sad, kip writin frnd