As I sit here thinking
I'll be here for a while
I begin to think of you
And it makes me smile
I think of all the things you've said
And all the things you do
All the times I've made you dead (you know who you are)
I smile to think of you
I like the way you make me feel
I like the way you sound
And all my time you steal
Even though You're not around.
And when you finally come back
And when I've finished waiting
We'll begin to talk again
And I'll be celebrating.
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Book of random poems
PoetrySome times I wrote poems, this is where they live. All of these poems are written on a whim. So far I've been given themes by one person, if you have a theme that you want me to try and make a poem of please just leave a comment and I'll give it a...
