I wrote you a poem
I poured you my emotions
I wasn't playing with words
That's how i felt
I yelled for help
You didn't seem to care
I was gasping for air
And yet you did nothing
I showed you signs
You rolled your eyes
I reached out my hand
You left me hanging
Now its too late
There's no going back
The rope is my hand
So i guess this is good bye
©frank97
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