All my poems are so cliche,
yet I continue to write,
knowing how to compose them,
unlike my feelings I still hold for you.
My heart was ripped in two,
and I diliberately write lines that are over-used.
Just because I know what to write.
This poem that I write,
is more like a letter.
A letter to you,
but the chances of it being seen by you are slim,
non-existant.
Because,
like me,
my poems have words for you,
and you'll never know about them.
But one day,
when we see each other again,
maybe I will have the courage.
The courage to say four little words.
"I still love you."
Daring Pen and Paper Community Member 
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