Just A Little To Late Poem by lyle hertenstein
Just A Little To Late
She was always the one
Ill repeat it again the one
No such thing as to young
Call me crazy but im scared im to late
And im afraid I've thrown it all away
Second chances won't leave me alone
If you kiss me goodnight then I'll know
I might be something to you
Be your beautiful its the sound of a ghost
I'm desparate for your attention
I'm all ears and I hear nothing
Again.
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