December 2011
14 posts
Another poem about my life, good times :)
How it is
by M.V Vergara
I’ve known myself for a really long time now
Making me describe it would be so hard tell
Its like getting milk from the udders of 100 cows
or getting back up from a deep hole in which you fell
Trying to talk takes away alot time and space
I’ll only talk if someone stared me with their gaze.
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I forgot about this, this was about 5-6 years ago....
Highschool, good times.
Moving on from somebody is a hard thing to do
It’s like saying to someone for the last time “I love you”
Deep inside I want to move on
But in my heart still you’re not gone
My friends said I should find somebody new
But I really cant get over you
Damn, why are you so hard to be forgotten?
I love YOU will be the words in my heart that will...
I do not understand people who are completely...
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