The News π°
my tears are crystal blue as I write this poem I just figured out the saddest news of my life but all I do is ask myself these questions that doesn't mean I'll feel fine again because you think you're fine and you think you pile up all your emotions very well doesn't mean you have the full package stored in the back of your closet it's always there so is there to remind you that you haven't opened that box yet and just let your emotions flow I never understood the true meaning of hurt but I think I know now the news what's a tragedy all I do is ask myself this question how have you improved since the news? I have not improved the news was devastating I don't think I have any more tears left to cry but you're asking what was the news? but that box in the back of my closet is not ready to be open yet
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