I Wonder Poem by Cecellia King

I wonder why you are so happy that I did not die, why I cheated death 3times,,
I could have had my chance to fly.
Is it so we can go in may, and finally experence that play?
I tell you all the time to do well, to say, have a great holiday.
Why is it when we always hopw to go on the run, then sadly we see the sun?
Everything we see, it came in first, and yet it is claimed to worst.
We had friend, until we met, then it was there ends.
But it is well we can light the night and everything that may appear is no longer our greatest fear...
Every breath we take as one will help us cheat death, we will be te same, all at once, and share the greatest fame.
Your heart continusly fills but it always kills. We thought. Not. We draw all over the main law.
As we have touched cheaks once more, then we wited endless weeks.
My heart became extreamly cold, as other happily receved letters of gold. You may have forgoten, but my heart continuasly rottens.
I thought you betray, and found someone else to play, I was about to go on the run, but once more I saw the sun...
Love, desided, it have helped prove, I can fianlly see that beautiful white dove...