Goodbye.

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Every time I hear your voice,

I know I have to make a choice

Do I stay or do I go?

You're the one who needs to know.



My picture hanging on the wall,

Will still be there when you are tall.

You make it way too hard for me.

I have to make this choice you see.



I'll see you soon my gorgeous baby

I couldn�t carry on saying maybe.

I'm so sorry, I now have to go

I'm so sorry you were too young to know

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Avry Schellenbach's picture

i thought this poem had real energy. it flowed really nicely with all the rhyming that you did. keep up the good work!