Poems from abbyy_duanne
Loving you was like summer, Loving you was like the beach, Loving you was like that painful sunburn, It felt good at first, But then,...
You have no right, To call me overweight, To tell me it is just a phase, Or to just be happy, You have no right to
I have a well, That never runs dry, I have a well, And that is Jesus Christ
I am going on to 17, And you are going on to 20, Yet I am just a teen, And you are an adult
Oh, how I miss you, You and your horrible ways, Oh, how good you feel.