17 Poem by Daniele Cerasoli
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I knew this day was coming,
When you chose to go that way:
A way that no matter what I said
You just wouldn't seem to sway.
I hate the way that things happened.
How you picked the life you used to hate.
It's a shame you forced me away
Because we really could relate.
I guess you don't know me
As well as you think you do,
Because going down that road
Makes me want to forget about you.
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