Exam poem

by MVP2011   Jan 26, 2012


His mind is like a storm
All the thoughts in his head form
Making him go into his own little shell,
All because he fell,
In love with a girl that was as beautiful as a soaring bird
But she never noticed him he was the quite nerd.
Her hair as dark as the midnight sky her smile as bright as the sun
Despite her imperfections he was still the less popular one.

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