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 Aug 2014
Mooseman55
I met this girl,
A few weeks ago.
She's pretty and smart,
And she loves the snow.

Her smile like gold,
Her laugh like a dream.
You get lost in her eyes,
For hours it seems.

I wish I could tell her,
How how much I care.
She means the world to me,
And that I swear.
 Aug 2014
Mooseman55
Captured by love,
Overwhelmed with passion.
My heart beats fast,
In a drum like fashion.

There is no solution,
I cannot win.
A moral battle,
A battle within.

Who do I choose,
Who's right for me.
There both so perfect,
Can't you see?

I feel so horrid,
Being in this position.
I wish I could fight,
Fight a war of attrition.

But there is no time,
For I must know.
Who will I keep,
And who will go.

— The End —