I don’t know how I feel about her;
On one hand, I would spend the rest of my life with her
and on the other, I would leave her in my past.
It is who I am to her that decides my hand.
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Author:
han (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: There was a girl, she meant the world to me, but my big mouth messed it up for me.
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