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The Apple To My Eye

Poetry By: always faithful
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There is that one guy out there that I enjoy talking to. Without talking to him my life is filled with dread and "my heart begins to die."


Submitted:Dec 10, 2011    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


The Apple To My Eye

You are the apple to my eye

and without you my heart begins to die.

I count every single second that goes by

until it's time for you to pass me by.

A brush of the shoulder something so simple

makes me smile and show my dimples.

When I talk to you and you to me

my heart beats out just to see something amazing standing before me.

But eventually we say our goodbyes and it's time to leave

my heart begins to die

but only because your the apple to my eye.





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