This boy I know,
Who's favourite colour is blue.
He wishes sometimes,
He had fire powers too.
He says he'd burn nothing,
But he wants them none the less.
You'd think he'd be hot blooded,
But the truth is he's simply blue.
Much like his favourite colour
He too is rather cool.
A little like a child
Still wishing for fire powers by the moon.
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Ah so to this friend I know. He is just one of the genuinely most outgoing and simple people I've met. In a world where the complex emotions get the best of people, be keeps it simple and that's what's so cool about him. He knows this is about him. And if he ever finds this... Or actually reads till here just like I've told him to I'd want him to know he is a great person. Who's given me comfort and a few laughs along the way. You're precious. Don't let the world tell you otherwise.
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Inside Her Mind.
PoetryThis little bunch of poems that I am writing is 'how' I feel sometimes 'what' I feel sometimes... these are views towards life and relationships with people and all my compressed thoughts expressed.... They reflect me people I know and what they wan...
