Precious Poem by The Loser

Precious



Precious it was-all our shenanigans,
Cherished every second so early,
Precious were our petty little reasons,
For them-our feelings we hid.

Precious it was-talking to you all night long,
Missing school the next day,
Precious were the times-it was then,
When I knew-you're the one I am gonna spend,
The rest of my life with.

Tuesday, May 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: school
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Need the love of my life back in my life
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