One, Two, Three, Four Poem by Rhianna Jones
One, Two, Three, Four
Don't waste your time
Thinking of me
I'm not as good as you'd hoped i'd be
I'm nothing but a dream
A blank space, that fills your mind
That important piece of paper, you just realized you left behind.
I'm shaken and torn and ripped up inside
But it's still so hard just to leave it all behind
I made you a promise that I would try
And believe me, I am but I just can't do it
I can't say goodbye....
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