You stand here with me
Hand in hand
We smile at each other
Our feet in the sandBut I open my eyes
And you aren't here
Left without a trace
But I miss you nearBy me, Lainebug001
Word count: 36-To A Stranger
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The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PoesiaI'm just a teen dealing with life One Step After Another. So, enjoy these crappy limericks, verses, and rhymes. I hope they keep you company. One page at a time.