He Loves Me... Not

He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
I picked a rose
Just for you
To see if our love
was pure and true
I peeled the petals
One by one
Repeating those words
Till they were done
As the last petal
Fell to the ground
I tried to scream
But couldn't make a sound
For my worst nightmare
Had come true
The thought of living a life
Without you
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
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COMMENTS
Sharon Goodwin 23 September 2008
I like this poem. It was original even though its a classic
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