The poem
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The good times are gone, and all that I am left to do is mourn I've never felt this lost while the time passes by,
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as it tells me of what all love I've lost just to make me cry. I live in a world now, where i mean nothing to the people i meet
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and to those whom I meant something, are far away in the sky leaving me as nothing but a deadbeat.
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Even these words I slept and woke up with, are no longer mine these thoughts that I scribble, they think, are no longer divine.
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even with my eyes closed, to me, all my regrets and and guilts are exposed. "I am wrong, I am wrong", this is all
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I've known about me, all lifelong. And these things ain't ever going to change
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so as long, as long, you, my beloved are gone.
Submitted by Fuzaila Khan
