The Awakening

Mon, 07/28/2014 - 05:31 -- jporras


445 Vancouver Ave. Los Angeles
United States
45° 41' 39.4548" N, 121° 53' 20.6304" W

There was once a boy who was not willing to fight
For he was always humiliated and seen as shy.
In him, there was no courage and only fright.
He was fragile and only measured a short height.
He had no friends and no one ever seem to say "hi."
It was horrible, it was painful, and it wasn't right.
Yet, on a warm day his eyes met with a lovely sight.
It was a new girl with wavy hair that he seem to like.

They were always together every single time.
They would talk and play sports everything was fine.
They would smile and stare at each other's eyes.
Every moment was special from day to night.
Love and happiness is what help them find
Each other. Together they'd say, "you'll always be mine. At the end the boy had courage, strength, and was now alive.


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