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[aid] => mick
[title] => Bye baby
[time] => 2013-02-27 13:50:39
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[bodytext] => I know we just met So I don’t know your name yet But I feel we could have a talk Or maybe a little walk ‘Cause this smile on your face Put a little light on my dark place I was talking about my heart The broken one The one That had been hurt That’s exactly what I said the first time we met And after that I always protected you like a president giving away a speech I never got mad at you, even the days you were yelling at me like a ***** Remember back in 2009, when you got depressives thoughts I was the only one who stayed around to keep you away from these stupid thoughts Even the night your boyfriend dumped you I was the only one who stayed around to build up your confidence Talked to you And gave you another chance Nah that night I didn’t take advantage of the situation because I loved you What mattered for me was your happiness, not necessarily be with you You knew me better than anyone but still you chose to listen to your friends but not me I knew you better than you knew yourself but still you chose to be with someone else but not me And now your last word to me was a simple wow I should admit that was amazing that was so wow You and I had all to be happy But your pride won’t let you admit it, it’s crazy Now you’re gone and all I have left is this pen I hope you’re happy Life gave me one billion reasons to be happy But I was only concerned about one, you and your happiness I should have asked Mr. Monk what happened to his life After the death of his wife I know it is just a movie But still I can always go back to the reality And ask about Miss Whitney She got all to be happy The music, the fame, the money But all she wanted was Mr. Bobby Who did she end up? It was tragic I know I said this before But let me repeat in case you didn’t hear me first Even though you hurt me, I don’t hate you Because if I do I won’t have anyone else to like Remember the days I told you, you be fine? Now you growing up And messing up a lot And somehow You’ll have to clean them up I don’t know if I be around to help But if I'm not Just remember this One day you be fine I can see it through your eyes You're my friend And I will never let you down Bye Baby [comments] => 1 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 52 [informant] => birdyFogh [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )
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