Try your hand at a poem

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Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
My life has no meaning.
What should I do?!

In the beginning I was good at poem
Them it happened to lost my inspiration
So much words preventing from being spoken
Until now I still keep feeling that vibration
Cursed innocence that was once stolen
Killed me in the heart without realization
Sadness completed by hate in a heart broken

Yeah, definitely sucks