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Memories ((Another attempt @ poetry))

I sit here in the dark,
thinkng about the wrong in my life.

The pain in my heart
won’t leave me alone.

A single tear rolls down my cheek,
and I remember the good gone by.

So many times I can not replace,
so many more I wish I could.

I curl up with my teddy,
and try to get on with my life.

I know those things are done and gone,
but it’s so hard to just move on.

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