Prince Come True Poem by Kathlyn Grace

Prince Come True



Dreaming when I was little all I imagined was a guy like you
to come and fly me away with a kiss to end all pain
to make life worth the pain and living worth tears
Now that I found you
what I was looking for was not such a fanstasy as a mistaken reality

Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: kiss,pain
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