Sometimes it's not What, But

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Sometimes it's not What, But

 

I felt, true sadness.

For I cried, real tears!

As I lacked, comprehension.

Nothing, could still the echo.

Of my dying hearts, forlorn.... cries.

For, I've wronged ......my love.

And I want to say....... I'm sorry.

Though

I know not......

 

How.....

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