Pure Love
The same street,Just a different date,
Same old man,
With a scary fate.
Same four kids,
Just a separate place,
You start to think,
Of every face.
You even think,
With all you give,
All their lives,
Are hard to live.
Same old love,
That's for sure,
Always with them,
It's so pure.
Poetry by Justin
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Written on 2007-10-02 at 21:55
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