i met a beautiful girl
named maryese
she honestely cared
and forgave
i wonder how she is
and if she ever thinks
of the times
i helped her write
making no sense at all
into the early morning
it probably means nothing to her
so,
i dont know why
i waste my time.
but i do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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