| by Lori |
| Crumbled papers Of poems about you Written with words That will never come true Written in ink That will never fade away The hopeful words I wish I could say Hands still shaking As I continue to write Scribbled letters Of black and white Eager to tell you How I feel Wishing I could prove My love is real |
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Concealed Feelings
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