My Poems - Poem by Ana Maria
I thought I write some poems,
but not for you..
You have to live your own life,
you can't live mine too!
You can't understand what's in my head,
how I feel...
What I think, what I wish for, when I'm fake,
or when I'm real!
You can't tell when I'm lying,
or when I say the truth...
So what I write, is for myself, it's mine
and it has nothing to do with you!
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Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You