POEM NO.2

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Poem A

I don't like how your surrounded.

You make me jealous with a glance.

You make me wish for you, although you wish for others.

May be jealous, but I'm okay.

Just for you..? I want it that way.

Poem B

I reconcile what you have done to me,

Only to accept my choices even more,

Why do I feel this way?

Your an angel and a devil.

Would it hurt to like you?

My friends tell me no, though I say yes,

Tell me what I should do, if you can.

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