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I prayed for the type of man I wanted to marry.

And then I prayed for you.

That same boy who cried the first time we broke up,

Now I’m the one crying over you.

 

Just a short poem that I wrote about how I was feeling at the moment. There wasn’t even a need for a title. My emotions were sudden and so was the poem. I must say that I didn’t expect to feel this way but it just happened, surprise! surprise!

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