I love...I love...I love to sing, 
my feets tap to the music, ting-a-ling-ling.
I love...I love...I love to dream,
        
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        All the time I think of you, 
but the thoughts remain in me...
They provide a crimson hue, 
to almost everything I see...
        
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i am just a normal teenage girl...)
                    I Love...
                    
                    I love...I love...I love to sing, 
my feets tap to the music, ting-a-ling-ling.
I love...I love...I love to dream, 
that the world is serene enveloped by a cosy stream.
I love...I love...I love everybody whom I meet, 
for everyone's special with a different style to greet.
I love...I love...I love secrecy, 
because it brings people closer and develops privacy.
I love...I love...I love to listen to my heart, 
as the mind's always diplomatic and causes one to depart.
I love...I love...I love to try, 
to help everyone in need so that nobody could cry.
I love...I love...I love reading books, 
since they provide me knowledge about great people and crooks.
I love...I love...I love to learn from my mistakes, 
it scars my memory for eternity and prevents repetition-whatever it takes.
I love...I love...I love to enjoy every moment, 
for life is very short with so many things to experiment.
I love...I love...I love to meditate, 
it rejoices my senses and helps me concentrate.
I love...I love...I love to go wild, 
as it gives me immense pleasure and the innocence of a child.
I love...I love...I love to draw and paint, 
it projects a picture of my thoughts with colours bright or faint.
                

 
                     
                
hey priya ur poem ws jus superb trust me