sometimes i sit at home and wonder how it'd be if he had loved me, truly loved me.
yes, i learned awhile ago, that kind of thing; it never happens for me,
and so i go around and just pretend love is not for me. i play the circus clown around my friends;
make them laugh and they wont see, that you never let them see you sweat.
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Hailey your just like me you cant write a happy poem but the ones you do write are pretty good