Mary Erlyn Joyce Millonte

Moved On

the day you left me,
i fall on to my knee,
thought it's the end,
no one's there to lend.

tears fall from my eyes,
made my heart like an ice,
i feel no more love,
but im free like a dove.

thank you for making me strong,
for not letting me suffer that long,
i have loved you that much,
and i hate you this much.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 6, 2010

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