Im 12 years old and I Have A LOVE OF writing.I try to write when I can.
Why do all my friends
leave in such a hurry?
All memories leave,
But that one special one.
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As the whole world lays,
And sleeps in their bed.
I'll stay up in the night,
With sweet visions in my head.
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I want you with me as the clouds pile ahead.
When the rain desends from the heavens above,
I think of you and all our love.
You'll never know why I did the things I did.
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Love is dear to those who care
And choose your own paths
Everyone says 'I love you',
But how many really mean it?
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What is the colour of love?
People say it's red or pink
I say it's all.Black and brown and red and white and purple.
As long as we love one another, there are different colours of love
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