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Sorry for the Sorrow of my friends
Contributed by
cowboysaif
on
Sunday, 24th January 2010 @ 12:11:02 AM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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I love them, I hate them, I make them cry,
Same things happen to me clockwise.
What do I like? Love them? Hate them?
Ask my heart, It’ll tell you I regret
When I make them cry.
Don’t cry friends, I didn’t mean it…..
As soon I did it I regret it,
Like a killer realize his fault
After the bullet comes from the magazine vault.
Forgive me friends
You know who I am
A little boy
So ignorant.
It is so hard to come to a stop in life,
And think about the things I told and they disliked.
Never mind, please,
I may be an ignorant,
But one thing I won’t pretend,
That I like you guys. Otherwise,
I won’t regret and tell this thing, (s)
That comes from my heart’s within.
Copyright ©
cowboysaif
... [
2010-01-24 00:11:02] (Date/Time posted on
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