Real isn't real anymore it started with a smile but In the end your heart was soar. Believe them games believe them lies but at night believe where he lies. Wait up all night if you want but when he don't show then you know time flies. You're steady being played like a game giving him more heart giving him more tries. But when will the game be over, when will your heart be sober driven like a rover heart like a four leaf clover being Americas next top lover but you fell in love with a gammer.
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"When Life Gives You Apples"
PoetryIt's a poem book full of situations that a boy could be put in, some exciting, some dissapointing...but when life gives you apples, what do you do?
