roses are red
violets are blue
rhyming is hard
that's for sure
each time I look upon the sky
searching for the stars and the moon
how could a girl like me be in this world so pure ?
so naive
that for once I thought
that he wants to be friends with me
I lost him twice
but I'm not sure I will get him back third
I blow up my chances with him
just as you flew a bird
my light brown eyes are so bright
so innocent that I thought he will return for me at the end of night
but it's all my fault
my sight was so short
i wish that I have a third chance
but in my imagination I will always dance
sorry to break this to you
but this story is not true
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LOL XD So this was a prank poem xD xD
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Beyond The World.
PoetryBeyond the noise of the world there's a stairway leading to the basement of a fantastic world.