There once was a boy,
with black hair and brown eyes
He was nice,
and asked for my advice
One day I sat at my desk,
I watched as he slipped away from me
As he started to fall for her,
and she gladly caught him
But no one was there to catch me
Now I watch with my heart in tatters,
and my whole mind shattered
He makes me smile,
even if it's only for a little while
I wish he was mine,
now that I'm all shaken
But sadly the boy with the brown eyes is taken
-A.K
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Just A Girl and Her Thoughts
PoetryI'm just a girl, a girl who keeps to herself I think about the world, the wonders and the horrors of which we call home My mind is loud like a thunderstorm, yet my voice is as silent as the night So much to say So many thoughts But no, no words are...
