Although this poem seems as though Im the one talking to the girl... It's not like that. The girl is me... And I is an imaginary person I wish I had...
Don't Cry
Hey girl don’t cry.
A day will come
When all your pain will turn to joy..
When you’ll fly up so high to the sky..
Time will pass slowly ,
When your world seems to fall,
Don’t worry I’ll be with you,
To help you through this life.
Your tears will dry
You just have to keep strong
No matter what happens along the way
I’ll be there safeguarding your way.
Everything will change
I promise, Don’t cry.
Life is a journey
Together we travel.
Poetry by krista
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Written on 2008-06-14 at 15:16
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