There was a girl that was blue.
She loved a boy, too.
He had no clue.
Her feelings grew and grew.
She let her feelings spew.
All that was said was true.
What did he do?
He said that he loved her too.
She was no longer blue.
Truly in love, those two.
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//T H O U G H T S .//
Poetry"When we have second thoughts about something, our first thoughts don't seem like thoughts at all - just feelings." -Sydney J. Harris ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~
