He... - Poem by Eslam Mohamed
For a while he thought he is good enough
He is desirable
BUT! he's wrong
He is nothing
He is just another man die.
She admired him
she loved him
she gave him everything
But he did nothing back for her
Now she's sad because the pain he caused
but sorry is a word
sorry can do nothing for the pain
forgiveness only what he needs.
his heart died, its black and cold
if she could only forgive him,
his heart will beat again.
its called love what she gave him....
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