I worry that she’s in danger
I wouldn’t want illness to change her
She hasn’t responded to me on any form of media
One more week and then I’d be in hysteria
I should’ve asked her what was wrong
I would’ve cured her with a song
Even though she’s has someone else
We still make each other's heart melt
She’s my motivation to carry on
Nothing will be the same when she’s gone
I hope she’ll return into my life again
She has the key to the chain
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 10:55 AM UTC
I worry that she’s in danger
I wouldn’t want illness to change her
She hasn’t responded to me on any form of media
One more week and then I’d be in hysteria
I should’ve asked her what was wrong
I would’ve cured her with a song
Even though she’s has someone else
We still make each other's heart melt
She’s my motivation to carry on
Nothing will be the same when she’s gone
I hope she’ll return into my life again
She has the key to the chain
This was my first poem, and I have lots more where that came from.
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