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a poem I wrote for school... |
| Unrequited Love I think of her thinking of him and sigh. He won her heart and she broke mine. With his hair of gold and starlight in his eyes of blue, he is her everything and I am nothing. To stop loving her would be like asking the sun to stop shining. Her strawberry hair like the fields forever makes it painful to see her everyday with him. How lucky he is to have my jewel. The one the only one. How lucky he is to have a love like her. |