Enniar

by gabriel   Jul 29, 2004


Reaching with one hand
while speaking with my eyes
ill never understand
when its me she'll despise

she knows her plan
and i know she will find
another lonely fan
in another lonely mind

i feel she knows it
but I'm sure I'm wrong
she wants me to shout it
when I'm singing my song

seeing her at the hallway
always makes me high
be with her someday
i know it,s not a lie....

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  • 17 years ago

    by Kaila

    Oh wow...this poem out of all of your is the best! it's absolutly amazing! nice job keep up the good work!