Rookie - 99 Points (07-18-1989 / Arkansas)



I'm not trying to be selfish
I just want something that I can call my own
Something to hold late at night
While I'm waiting for 'the one'
He promised me forever
Forever I will wait
Until he shows up
I hold my pillow tight
I want something that I can call my own
He is mine and all mine he's my best friend and lover, like no other i will love him until I die

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  • *Trusting You* (6/11/2009 11:12:00 PM)

    we all want something we can call our own that is why we have children... because then they are ours. crazy thought but its true...

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 27, 2011