when is it my turn to cry over my loses
when is it my turn to have comfort from you
when can i hold you with all my might
when can i take my hand in yours
when do we get to be together if only for a little while
when do you get to be who you truly are
when will i get to see your eye's light without fury
when will she go long enough to let me see what i'll find in your eyes
when will she realize what she's become
the enemy unknown
with love
until when
what do you think !?!
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Wow...I like the description used here. Amazing, yet again...
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i was really mad when i wrote this poem and i was mad at my bf which was so fuckin stupid and it just falls from my brain that way. i don't plan it out it's just their
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