blissfullyindreams and DezminWolfe thank you both, you made this one possible.
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If I could describe myself with one word,
I'd say clueless.
Clueless but not aimless.
I know what I want,
but not how to get it.
I guess that's one thing I have in common with my aunt.
I didn't realize it until she said it.
I watch Johnny from afar,
It's like how others would watch the stars.
I'm seventeen and growing,
but it doesn't seem to be showing.
He always mentions the fact that I'm his junior,
and I'm always wondering if eighteen couldn't come any sooner.
It wouldn't change anything, but I'd be an adult,
Then maybe saying what I want won't be so difficult.
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Dead Girl's Memoir
PoetryA man of his word, he seemed to be, if you had met him, I'm sure you'd agree. He'd strut through the room with his head held high, he'd smile at pretty ladies and simply just try. But trying was unnecessary with his looks, He was like the men from m...
