Ian Poem by Megan (Emo) white
Ian
Ian,
really this pain your killing me,
the way you act gets to me
do you even like me
it's like a love/hate situation.
you look at me in that way
but you dont talk to me
am i freak?
what does she have that i dont?
thanks for really hurting me
one day, im gonna run in your arms
and hold you tight,
and then just walk away
cause i know, i will never see you
again: (
someday...
you have my heart 33
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