When it’s over

People fall in love

And at times fall out,

Sometimes they part ok

Other times anger takes place,

Each suffers the pain

Hurtful words exchanged,

Spite and hate comes into play,

It’s hard to stop when in full flow,

But it’s the wrong way to go

And what was good is now bad,

And for those observing

It all looks and seems so very sad.

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