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Poetry: Secret Love
My love for you
by Tasha

As I sit here bright and early in the morning,
wondering what your doing now,
I get chills through my spine wishing you were mine.
I feel the pain rush, It's just like a vain when it gets crushed.
Running through the back of my head that's felt with lead,
lacing my shoes knowing I can't get rid of you.
I cry each night because your not here with me to start our dreams with,
tell stories and grow old with.
As I lay down I get the feeling that the day will come,
where we meet up and you become mine and so now I have no fears because I know Wayne will be there.
No telling how or when but, you'll be right next to me and you won't ever leave again.

 
 
 
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