Point of view
Monday, 26 July 2010
Love poem
Somethings can be true.
But not always to you.
People say that love.
Will one day fly like a dove.
But when I am sad.
You fell all bad.
I try and try.
When you say goodbye.
But that's the way it must be.
Between you and me.
Red Ruby
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