Sometimes happy.
Sometimes blue.
Sometimes alone.
Sometimes with you.
You are my heart.
You are my soul.
Away, you are my goal.
Your charms beguile my mind.
I want to hold you tight.
There is no one else.
You are my guiding light.
You are my warmth.
You are my sun.
Some things are for fighting.
Ours are for fun.
That's it for now.
Cliches, I know.
Ok. Gotta go.
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Author:
JDB (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Cliches are nice sometimes.
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Comments1
Excellent.
Thank you.
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