Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I don't mind spending every day
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls..
-She will be Loved
-Maroon 5
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Life.
PoetryThis isn't a story. Just a compilation of my favorites! All the credits to respective people.
