Forty-Nine
This is a little different, this is a poem I made up so it won't be that good.
I see you crying in the corner,
I see that you're a loner.
I go to help but you push me away,
Without a word to say.
Tears across your face,
You want to be in a better place.
Baby tell me what's wrong,
I don't care if it takes long.
I'm driving through hell,
'Cause you're my heaven.
Your doing so well,
But I fear of leaving.
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