Personal Superman - Poem by Crystal Fuller
What would I say?
I want forever with her...
I don’t want her to runaway!
I’m sorry, I don’t know what I’m doing...
Would she laugh?
I want her too.
Are you sure she said that?
You’re my best friend,
This is silly; that I’m saying this,
I want to be her hero...
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