I was 15. I wrote this for a boy who I "loved". Bear with the "cheesiness" of it.........
The Rain
I miss you a lot.
It seems to be
A case of love
A mistaken identity
Many things
Have happened to me
But this love I have
Is hurting me
I cry out for you
This terrible pain
A longing, a fear
I go insane
The love we have
Is without pain
But when you left
Came the rain.
1 comment:
aww Sheree, you're very talented!!
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