This one.

This one is for the poems I started and didn’t finish.
This one is for the things I asked for and the things I didn’t
This one is for the lies you told me and the ones still hidden
This one is for all you gave and for all I’ve given

This one is for the poems I started and didn’t finish.

This one is for the people who loved me and the ones who couldn’t
For the silence I heard from the ones who wouldn’t
For the peace I found when I thought I shouldn’t
For the words I wrote when no-one was looking

This one is for the poems I started.

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