What happened to your laughter,
That would light up the night.
Or your smile,
That made everything alright.
Now you've changed,
and you scare me sometimes.
Was I the one that made you like this?
Was it because I grew,
Or because I couldn't stand you.
You changed, because I did.
Be harsh
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Its hard to be harsh about a poem that actually seems to have feeling.... good job.

