There I saw her,
Wild and free
Out my window,
How stalker of me
Her hair so blonde,
Her lips of cherry
A heart so big,
It's kinda scary
I see her dancing ,
In her room
She's getting tired,
I assume
I climb to her window,
Late at night
As she starts
To turn out the lights
I watch her sleep,
I watch her dream
Her sweet nightmares
Causes her to scream
I really do love her
But I'm afraid to show
I start to leave,
Then I hear "hello?"
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Her (a collection)
PoesieA collection of poems and free writing about her. It's usually gonna be from a sad boys P.O.V . I might change it up a bit . idrk .
