she arrives just in time
she says our meeting is fate
pretty girl, wide-eyed
keeps insisting i'm great
a princess from a war-torn home
giving out love even when all alone
i don't want to bring her to my level
after goes and she calls me special
just how far are you willing to dive?
do you really think you'll make it out alive?
she sticks around, when in towns
says she wants me smiling
turn that frown upside down
but my emotions keep piling
a broken heart doesn't start
at the thought of friendship
all it does is break apart
dove wings get clipped
just how far are you willing to dive
do you really think you'll make it out alive?
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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