I walk through the door
And my heart stops
I try to focus
But can't get a grip
There he stands watching me
Just like always
I try to speak
But am blinded by my angels eyes
He holds the key to my heart
In the palm of his hands
But he doesn't know it's there
He' everything I want and more
But I don't have a clue if he cares
I sit and wait for him to be mine
And tell all my friends that I'm fine
When all I want is to be by his side
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The Book Of Poems
PoetryThese are a bunch of poems I've written. Some are from the point of views of characters in books, movies, and tv shows I've watched or read, and some are my own thoughts and feelings. They go in no certain order and I really wish I wrote down what b...
