cying over you
In standing in the elevatorCrying over you
As is spill my feelings
To my so called friends
They tell me that you're not a big deal
But to me you mean everything
You're who I dream of
You're who I talk of
You're who I am in love with
I wish you could snap out of it
And realize that we can get over our differences
All you have to do is be able to forgive me
I am sorry I made a mistake
But so does everybody else
So please get over it
And tell me you want to be with me to.
Poetry by lynn
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Written on 2006-05-22 at 17:50
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