This is a poem I wrote a few days ago. It's posted on my Friendster as well and it still doesn't have a title. Seriously, how original would it be if I named it "Young Girl"? Read on...
A young girl once wished
For the most perfect kiss
Granted, a kiss
But not what she wished
A young girl once dreamed of,
A flower from her love
A flower she did hold,
With thorns three days old
A young girl once asked for
A love she would die for
And as she lay down on the floor
Alive, he walked out the door.
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