Written on December 4th, 2014 4:21 p.m.
autumn leaves fall,
it's time to see your friends,
but there's always that one girl
you see standing alone,
with a small frown upon her face,
because last year,
her heart was broken
by the boy in front of her,
so the girl keeps to herself,
and no one notices.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrycollection of my poems highest ranking: #2 on freestyle poetry and freestyle poems lostinrealities 2013
