My Belle Poem by Justin Nielsen

My Belle



I feel a pain in my heart
When we are far apart
It feels like scars
Behind my prison bars

I often feel shy
Because everything seems to be wry
And sometimes I look to the sky,
To lift my spirits high.

But when I see my beautiful belle
I cannot seem to say farewell

Friday, December 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Love
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