There is a light,
a darkness.
There's a pain,
a longing.
There's a want,
a need.
There's a doubt,
a hope.
There's a cover up,
a truth.
There's a hate,
a love.
And there's only one person I want to see it, but he's to busy looking at someone else.
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Poems For Him
Poetrya collection of poems for those of us who talking isn't enough to heal the pain of loving someone who can't seem to love you back.
