You know I don't talk that much, that I hide in silence.... but besides that I do love, I love thee. I love you, yes you, you young man man that doesn't even care if I die. That doesn't care if I cry & if I'm shy.... You talk about that girl with me & a friend.. but you don't know that my heart wants yours... You talk & talk & just put a fake smile, I kind of don't talk to anyone but you make me smile.. I have a smile a broken heart, & the wishes that your love can be at a time mine.... |
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otro poema lindo, aunque triste,no me soprende que tan lindas palabras esten aqui, ya que todas son hermosas, letra por letra, veo que ya mejoraste algo, me alegra eso!
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