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First Love
poems

Alone and cold stood the wild rose
Bathed in the morning dew
So fortunate in your obscurity
Yet vulnerable in your beauty...
BOO,
PHEW ITS ONLY YOU,
DO YOU SEE IM HERE, NO?
HOW ABOUT FEEL ME? NOT SURE?...
i wish someone would love me
like the love you gave to me
that i would be special
to him, because i'm me....
many have told me
that you're not worthy of me
and that's good we're done
'coz we're not meant to be....
You tell me how I feel...
As i struggle to find what i feel inside,
I know it's happiness and joy
But of what?...
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