Poem -
LOVED IN SECRECY
Nightmares get me scared But leaves me prepared! Practice doesn't make perfect. Improvement is what you get, Yet, no one is perfect. A thief came the night before, Knocking on the door. I awoke my elder sister for a check up. Ladies first, wake up!. Why did she say i wasn't fair? Is it because my skin developed a love pimple? It broke my heart, and saying that loud, I happened to scare a courageous thief away! Whose planning to break in? But the question remains an unanswered, "Who is out there affecting me with love?."
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It's sad to know how love can kill. I believe it can heal. But most of all, to know that it is real. No matter how ugly one can be, as long as it's because of her, You can feel. That's your last will.