A poem from me
I told you that I would here I go
As I plunged into the depths of the deep forgotten
I turn around to take a look at the life I was leaving behind
As I turn around I see nothing, no reason to stay, no hope
So I turn around and start to walk, a tear drops from my eye, I continue to walk. I never turned around again that day.
Then as I reach my final destination, I turn around to take a final look at the life of torment I was leaving, and I say you.
You say no, I say I must, why you say, it was you, you were never there when I needed you.
I then turn around and in the distance you scream no, as I take my final stemps into the deep forgotten
I hope that you like it.
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