Though you barely know me, and I barely know you.
I think you have nice hair and a cute face too.
I'm too shy to talk to you, because you are new.
So I'm writing to you, because there's nothing I can do.
I wonder where you're from and what is your name,
You probably think this poem is very lame.
I would like to know you better, as a friend.
And now I think this poem, should come to an end.
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Words of Time: A Collection of Poems Throughout The Years
PoetryA collection of poems from my early years, up to the present. Many are about love, but also family, friends, life in general, as well as the struggles many of us face as we discover ourselves. #Wattys2016 #Wattys2019 *Note: Stories with an asterisk...