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Poetry from a 16 year old girl |
| Ive made up my mind, My heart is blind. Every second a quest for more. Ive missed you before, But not as much as I do now. Moments like ours could have had a theme song. We could have made music, Percusion like heart beats, Vocals like words apon our lips, Guitar solos like thoughts among our heads. Eager drive, Thats where I was. Waiting for the next lie, "I love you". Last three word forgotten like me. Lost without you I still dream, One day i'll be with you. |