February 8, 2009
By Joel Bell BRONZE, Lubbock, Texas
Joel Bell BRONZE, Lubbock, Texas
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At this moment the life I lived is no longer a part of me
Back when I scraped my knees coming down a tree
And all of those times when you used to see
It was quite an embarrassment when you laughed
Not my tree climbing skills, but our relationship I wanted to craft
But I felt as though, to you I was a joke
My shame I wanted to dry after a long soak
I put more pressure on myself than neccessary
Didn't know that inside of you, feelings for me you carried
It wasn't until we got older that we got married

The author's comments:
I've loved writing everything from poetry to short fiction stories! Now i'd like to share them! This poem just came from the top of my head

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