Mushy Stuff
Is it wasted,
What we once had?
Gone because of me,
Down the drain,
Spoiled and gone bad?
It was good, wasn't it?
The times we shared.
The love and care.
Our hearts were one,
But can they be repaired?
We'll see further down the road,
But will you still be there?
I'll be there soon enough
Waiting,
Debating,
On all of this mushy stuff.
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