How do i tell yuu i lovee yuu.
If yuu dont evn ignolage my existence.
Usee me and abusee me.
Yuu see me but yuu dont feel me.
I shoutt iloveyuu. But yuu dont hear me.
My touchh yuu dont feel.
I bear my soul to yuu.
I usedd my lastt breath to convince yuu through this poem.
Since im deadd.
My after thoughtt is that its sad.
Yuu still exist, When yur not here.
The scene never stops playing, it has it own dimension.
But the thing about memory is that yuu never forget.
Yuu take it alongg where ever yuu go.
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