Drounded....., by lost in my own confessions
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I’m walking through the halls
This huge weight on my shoulders
I think I’m alone and that no one cares
But as I go to my class I see him the one I wish for
The one I am all for
He’s beautiful, gorgeous, and handsome
I’m in love I think, and as I stare
He just walks right on bye like he doesn’t even care
I’m sad
I think he doesn’t like me
He doesn’t have a clue
He doesn’t know I love him
His smile
His hair
His style
The way of his laugh
The way his face turns bright red
I love everything about you but you just don’t know
I’m in love with you and I can’t deny
I’m in love...
So do you get it now. |
Posted: 2007-10-01 22:48:25 UTC |
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2007-10-18 19:40:43 | Faith |
Oh, to be young and in love again. |
2007-11-21 12:37:50 | lost in my own confessions |
i think my/this poemslyk majourly lame and sappy i wrote it lyk a loooooong time ago |