by her Poems

My world,
your world,
both worlds with different kind.
Your world,
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Excited like a bird,
like a song you've never heard.
Monday mornings,
Singing and ringing,
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He's just someone I met from way downtown,
Who wears a smile but hides a frown.
Who acts like he's shy,
but he really can't deny,
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Hey there,
Looks like you’re alone.
Need someone to talk to?
Come on, turn to the left,
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He knocks me of my feet,
Whenever I’m on my seat.
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Another morning,
a other sunrise.
Another evening,
another moonrise.
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Three days ago,
you said to me,
that you'll always be here,
to wipe away my tears,
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The times we shared,
The moments we dared.
The love that glow,
The sorrow went low.
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Nobody really knows you better than yourself,
not even your mother who is fixing your shelf.
Nobody really knows what you can do,
Not even a teacher who is always there teaching you.
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We have a lot of games to play,
that makes us conquer a day.
In a game someone wins,
someone lose.
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