So Here's A Poem I Wrote In The Sixth Grade* :) :o

As Shakespeare once wrote, "love, is like a strong breeze. It lifts you, and curdles you like a flower in the wind". I, myself, have been lifted.

I have been lifted so high aghast, my heart has been illuminated by the faint light of the heavens, singing praise do the angels, praise of you and I.

So take my hand, my beautiful sin, and let's take a leap. Let us dis-obey out promise, our vows and our morals, let us leave them all behind.

If you refuse, my blue sky, I will not be enangered by your choice. I shall not make strife, for then, I shall take my own life.

Death is such sweet sorrow. But smile, my love, smile. For when it is your cheek, that is to be kissed by the angel of death, I shall be waiting for you at the end of the tunnel.

I shall be same, and you will be young again. I will smile and kiss your cheek, and we will set sail upon the seas of the heavens, and forever and ever, the story of you and I, Will be engraved on the stars of the night sky.

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