It Was The Best Of Times And The Worst Of Times Poem by Him Name

It Was The Best Of Times And The Worst Of Times



When i hold your hand i smile
Your so soft and caring
I feel your love for more than a mile
But when we fight my temper gets faring
I scream
Crying i lean
I act for my weakness
But this anger is a sickness
I live for you
My only reward to hear you say i love you too

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