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When He's Gone
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when you can't get over how much ur investing and how much ur getting back in a relationship
When He's Gone
He was a poem and she never read it
He was a love song and she never heard it
He was a present and she never opened it
He was her soul but she wasnít bothered
He was the cry that evoked no sympathy
He was the laughter that bore no joy
He was in love and he was for granted
Now that heís gone she canít forget it.
Submitted on 2006-07-08 23:37:06
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hmm i think it like this, give me a second....
yah i like this it very interesting to read. mostly because of the style. and how it flows and follows a patern.
liked the idea and the emotional ground it was written. good write id have to say...
another thing, i can realte which is good. and if i can realte of course others can to.
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