Freestyle Poem

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A guy I used to know

On a park bench where I dwell

I met a guy I know so well

He took my heart away from me

And now he wants to set it free

He says I should not waste my time

Waiting for romantic rhymes

His memory has left me blank

Ample time for me to think

Constant thought about his disloyalty

This guy I know, his name is Poetry

-Ceceilia Williams

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