Many loves have come and gone, with many never staying too long.
But my love for you is un-bending,
My thoughts of you un-ending
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I sometimes sit and think Of what could have been,
If only I had been heard more or seen.
I guess we were a cause forlorn.
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Money can drive one to badness, and if used enough with greed, even to madness.
It's a sad fact to say that money makes the world go around;
Sadness and misery caused by one single dollar or pound.
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With hair as fair and golden as the bright, warm sun
So too was she full of joy and fun.
Her smile radiated with the beauty of the Northern Star,
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I have just started to write some poems. Nothing much else to say at the moment. If you like the poems, or, alternatively, don't, leave us a wee comment :))
(a Work In Progress)
Many loves have come and gone, with many never staying too long.
But my love for you is un-bending,
My thoughts of you un-ending
My love for you is as the sea;
Ever lasting, ever deep.