Him- a Justin Bieber poem.

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Born on March first in a town named stratford

Was it fate that he would become so good?

With talent for singing, drums and guitar

Would anything stop this kid from going so far?

At 12 years old he entered a contest

he didn't win though I must confess.

He didn't know it yet but the world was in his hands

and he'd go on to have a billion fans.

17 now and the world at his feet,

who would have believed he could achieve this feat.

Believe and try were all he did

to lift himself from the bottom of the skid.

His hair, his smile, his face, his scent

make me turn like a devil sent

from hell although he is from heaven

Another like him will come who knows when.

No one knows what more the future will hold,

though I know it will be bold.

My love for him is really intense

all the haters have no sense

and thinking of him leaving makes me tense.

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