Too Soon
We met too soon, my love
For your heart found someone new
She was an angelic white dove
While I was something blue
We loved too soon, my dear
For your mind craved something more
She was an eye with not one tear
While I was constant war
Our time was so pleasant
But your love was meant for her
She was everything I wasn't
And all that you adored
-MRC
YOU ARE READING
A Small Poetry Book
PoetryPoems: 1. Growing Up 2. The Future 3. Rewind 4. Only a Few 5. Huntington's Disease 6. Hunger 7. Too Soon 8. Our Tie 9. We're Young 10. The Day of my Birth 11. Meaningless Wishes 12. Under the Weather 13. Run Away And more
