If there were ever a poem
seeping with emotional impact
this I wish were the one.
I would let you know
what loss I feel.
I would tell you that
if whishing could change
sitautions then we would be together.
Oh if only this poem could be filled
even overflowing
maybe you would understand.
Truth has its price
love can be pain.
Loneliness over agian.
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