I think about you all throughout the day,
I smile whenever you are on my mind.
When I see you I might as well be blind,
For I can only see you in one way.
I always peer out of my corner eye,
For I am always to afraid to speak.
And though I see you during the whole week,
My heart just quakes, and I think I will die.
You seem to be my only remedy,
A lustful illness which can't be contained,
A painful longing, wounding like a knife.
And in my mind your face forever stained,
The only one that I will ever see,
And I'll never forget you all my life.
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Burnt Memories
PoesiaA collection of poems written by myself. If some seem to be less descriptive or meaningful than others, it may be one I had written back in 2012. I might even pull out some from 2008, when I was seven and eight years old. So yes, that means I am...
