The Ring - Poem by Yvette Flores
When we were together you gave me a ring
It was the most beautiful ring i ever saw
It was the sweetest thing anyone had ever givin me
I told you i wouldn't lost, and i never did
The day you left me, you came and asked for the ring back
I told you what i thought might hurt you
I told you that i lost it...
All you did was walk away...
You never looked back at all...
The ring is now in my memory box...
When i see the ring...
My eyes get watery
When i get the ring and put it on...
I start to cry
I wish i could go back to the day you left me
Then you could see me give you the ring as i cried
I secretly wish you would come back one day...
Just so i could give you ring and tell you how badly you hurt me...
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