Ideas are present but time is not pleasant She doesn't get what i'm trying to tell I guess she doesn't love me but i love her as hell #life is blurry except where she stands I've always imagined us holding hands I enjoy going to class just to see her But if she doesn't show up that's a disaster How can i focus when an angel is near The nightmares i get is seeing her tear She has my favorite laugh,smile I hate just seeing her leave mile by mile Soon she'll get all i want to say But maybe it'll be too late it'll be my day. (Please leave your opinion about my writing)
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