High LoveA Poem by Thomas H.Somewhere on a mountain, where stars often shine A girl is waiting, just to be mine It takes time, but what is time For She will be mine Oh let her go, I'm fine She's too perfect to want me I see her when I'm dreaming, it affects my well being There is no one like her Though you look like her © 2016 Thomas H. |
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Added on April 20, 2016 Last Updated on April 20, 2016 |

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