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Whyville Poet

Freight Train

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I sat there, crumpled on the ground
With tears and wet makeup staining my face
Because just then and there I found
That you had given up the race

It hurt so bad, like I was hit by a freight train
I'd cry and cry with me in your arms
My bones shattered with pain and my life was fake
But then it turns around and around and around

That sunrise was when you left
Your last words I'll never forget
When you said: "I love you."
Then you disappeared

You're gone

 

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