She is here.
And she is very dear.
If someone breaks her heart.
Then, I will break you apart.
If she has a tear.
I will always be near.
To wipe it away.
Then, make the person pay.
Let it hurt.
For I will always be alert.
To never let the persone hurt her again.
She will always be a ten.
|
Email this Poetry
|
Add to reading list





