Falling, by Simply-Me-20104
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What's going on?
It seems almost wrong
What is she doing
It's trouble brewing
In over her head
Over the words he said
Falling so far
If she hits, it's hard
Falling so fast
His smile, his laugh
The sound of his voice
His lips, so moist
Those kisses, so tender
So much to mend her
It's no use stalling
Too late, she's falling
We stop and stare
And see him there
So there they were
And he catches her!
8-7-2008 |
| Posted: 2008-11-20 22:34:57 UTC |
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| 2008-12-15 19:06:57 | Tyler Cedric Golden |
| lol... a playful poem in my opinion...its interesting.... :) |