It's Not Your Fault

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It's Not Your Fault

I have to admit, I am sad.
But it's not your fault.
Don't you feel bad.
People laugh and call me names.
It's like some twisted kind of game.
I do love you with all I've got.
But I don't think love will be enough.
So I'll give up on life.
But don't be sad.
You'll be alright.

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

Kiera7Norece’s Poems (9)

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Life's a game. 0
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It's Not Your Fault 0
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