the breeze flying through my hair
i know it might end up tragic
but i really don't seem to care
i wish you understood me
try to picture what's in my mind
i need to find out what you see
that made you think that i'm that kind
but i don't really need this
i should stop telling myself to go
but all of you i really miss
just end this, the answer is no!
let the magic come to you
your life can be magic too.

2 comments:
hahahaha its a sonnet
Yep that was the point LOL... Now write an essay on it!
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