Growing up I really was a horrible writer and when it came to poetry I really sucked. Really a 5 year old could write better poems than me. Then I met my best friend and he inspired me so much, I started writting in september 2009 I dont know how I coped without writting before.
All people do is act
We might as well smoke some crack
The world we live in is so pretend
No one is truly ever your friend
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I sit here questioning my beliefs
If God gave me the answers it would be a relief
Does true love exist or is it pretend?
Is love just another word for best friend?
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The sky and the sea are worlds apart
Each amazing with two completely different hearts
Like black and white or night and day
Together they are perfect there is no other way
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Your kiss brings an everlasting bliss
And you are the only thing I have ever truly missed
I like you a lot and I want you to know it
I try my hardest to make sure I always show it
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All I can do is think of you
And wonder what it is we are going to do
I like you and you like me too
You make me feel everything that is not down and blue
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