The first I saw you,
You were at the end of the hallway.
Now that I see you,
You're far far away.
Far from my reach,
And far from my arms.
And now when I see you with someone else,
I curse Cupid
For his cruel tricks.
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Compathy: A Collection Of Poetry
Poetry"Through grief and sorrow, through joy and through love, shouldn't these emotions be shared?" A collection of poems that come from the heart, and worded in the most poetic forms to say and spread what is not spoken, whether it be melancholic or joyo...
