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Love
Love is such a frail thing
Changing as the days go by
I sit alone
Scared
In my room, and just wonder why
Sometimes I get upset
Over the littlest of things
You say its alright
That you dont mind a bit
Then you hold me tight and comfort me
Telling me I'll be alright
The next time that i see you
You're in such a rage
And again
I sit alone in my room thinking
Love is such a frail thing
It makes no sence at all
I like your work! You signed my guestbook a long time ago and I have only just found my way to your poetry. Sorry about the delay.
I started writing at your age and I have noticed my poetry change over the years. I can't wait to watch yours blossom.
Keep up the good work.