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marriage
(This is a poem that represented 1 night of fighting)
Two hearts, two souls consumed with passion. Pledged each other vows of love everlasting. Holding onto you, holding onto me. Forever it was meant to be. One life, one dream, one love. Who knew it could have been so tough?? BECAUSE NOW WE HATE EACH OTHER AND WANT TO DIE. EVERYDAY AND EVERY NIGHT I CAN ONLY CRY. YOU THREW OUR RINGS DOWN THE POT, AND PACKING EVERYTHING YOU GOT. SO JUST LEAVE WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE.... I'LL THINK OF YOU AS THE YEARS GO BY.............. *m0s
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It is the responsibility of a writer to evoke some type of passion from the reader. No, we don't hate each other so much. We have a strong, deed love for one another. Fighting happens. Lots of things happen, I write about them.
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