Poems from a teen

Saturday, January 28, 2006


Before I met you,
i was lonley,
afraid,
scard.
Now that i am with you,
my life is complete.
The sun shines,
the moon seems as white as snow,
and your face is as beatiful as a rose.
As each day passes,
your face grows more and more beatiful.

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