Young Love

September 25, 2012
It hits like a speeding car

Too late to reverse

On cloud nine, miles away from earth

Wishful thinking can be your worst enemy

When your heart does all the work

Dates and flowers
Laughs and tears

They say were to young but no one knows what I feel

Crashing down, broken and bruised

Pay attention or this could be you

Love should be natural but now it’s a game

Win or lose everybody gets played

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_MistaknBeauty said...
Sept. 28, 2012 at 8:14 am
good outlook , ( :
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