Part Of Me Poem by James Pritchard
Part Of Me
Part of me still wants to be with her bad,
another one is kind of glad.
She was sometimes a witch, that is no lie,
but I miss being her guy.
She sometimes stuck on other guys like glue,
She is so cute, her eyes so blue.
Soccer practise is going to s**k,
it was all good while I had some luck.
Part of me wants to hate her so much.
Part of me misses her a bunch.
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4/26/2024 8:05:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I love this poem. Don't worry everything will turn out for the best. That part of you will die someday, maybe this is the way...........