Sometimes very late at night,

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This is a poem I wrote when I was 14. I had a crush on a girl and decided to write a poem. I know there are errors in it but I wanted to preserve the content. Because obviously I can't know exactly how I felt seven years ago.

Submitted: June 02, 2009

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Sometimes very late at night,
I think of her.
But then I'm filled with fright,
And I'm left in this blur.

What if I go to sleep,
And never, ever wake?
Would she weep,
Or just stand there without a shake?

Would she never know,
How I loved her so?
Would she ever see,
A love for me?

Would I have to go,
Without a tear to show,
From her who,
I never gave a clue.

But then I think,
That I'm on the brink,
Of a relationship I so desire,
If I'm only willing to cross that great, big myre.

So if in the morning,
I do in fact wake.
I had better make that move,
for goodness sake!


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