Somehow

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I’m not quite sure if this is real
If it’s a lie, this: what I feel
I’m not so sure if this is right
This feeling with me day and night
My heart is heavy, breathing fast
My lungs are full of poison gas
My brain is burning, I am cold
My story still remains untold
Yet somehow I can think of you
In this chaos, naught you knew
You caused the turmoil of which I speak
Somehow, some way, when you left me.

This poem was written/submitted by Gnome.

Category: Sad Poems
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