I'll admit where I sit now
my act was a crime
I set out to fall for the second place prize
Made a heap of my winnings
and tossed them aside
Your heart was the last thing
that was on my mind
I'll admit that I lost you
You didn't lose me
but I've always been gone
So my presence was free
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very nice!!
wow, i like this a lot! its very sensitive and (as the comment b4 me put it) 'deep'. i like this poem, and it effectively tells a story without overdoing the wording. short and simple. i like it!
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that's deep. i like it alot.




