my herion

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  • Love
    • jazzia
    • just making through life like any other teenager

    my herion

    I though I was lost
    from the world
    and me
     but then you
    came along
    smiling didn`t have
    a care in the
    world

    Now this
    is what chaught my
    attention
    I couldn`t help but
    follow

    You`re my herion 
    I need you
    to talk to you
    and I need to
    love you like the loin falling in love with a lamb
    who ever hurts you has to anwser to
    Me! 
    I want to protect you
    It`s my new job
    I can`t quit you
    if I did Iwould lose myself again and
    you
    thought if you must
    leave well I`ll let
    you but please don`t
    I love you
    marry me?

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    jazzia’s Poems (10)

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