Don'T Turn The Page - Poem by Terence Graves
I' am so scared
sometimes I wish I was never here.
I run away with ton of year.
She still tell me me at she's don't care.
I keep telling her I can’t make it on my own.
Her heart is a cold black stone.
I wish I could fone home.
I still got her pocket comb.
I still got her on my mind
When we was close I thought me & she combined.
I thought we will never untwine.
But I was so blind.
Love is the only think we had.
Sooner or later this relationship will go bad.
Do you think that very sad
But I was Glad.
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