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Here is a poem I made but i don't think it is good.
I am so tired, But I can not sleep because of the pain.
The pain I feel will not be cured by the medicines of man.
The only way my heartache will be helped is if I see the
Man I love so dearly. But until then, I will sit and wait for you to come back to me.
And hold me in Your Arms.
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Heartache
Heartache 
