One Heartbreak

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One Heartbreak

"I don't love you, let's break up."

Again and again, it kept ringing in her mind,

Locked up in her room she stayed awake,

Asking how, why, did she make a mistake?

A bottle of liquor in her hand, she cried,

Heart partly tore; she made up her mind,

Morning came when her Mom knocked on her door,

No one answered, her Mom came in,

face painted with shock and horror,

Up on the ceiling, with a rope on her neck,

Her daughter's body hanging lifeless,

A note was left on her desk,

"Sorry Mom, I just loved too much,

I didn't know, I didn't know how to detach,

On my wake, don't shed a tear,

I don't want to see you crying because I'm no longer here,

I should've love you more than loving him,

I'm sorry I didn't know I was just living in a dream."

Her Mom cried as hard as her daughter cried last night,

In just one heart break, her daughter died.

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