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This is just a poem I created off the top of my head. I'll say something about myself later. Hope you like itPoem: #1
At one point I asked myself
Who was the one meant for me
I don't know if I received the answer
But I will wait patiently
Where will you come from?
For me, that's the question I ask
Who is this special someone
Who's bold enough to take the task?
My walking stops right here
I won't go searching anymore
As someone had once told me
She will come to my door
I guess I must be patient
If she hasn't already, she'll come
Maybe ready to settle down
To become my #1
Poem: Money
Money is a piece of paper
Papere that can get you anywhere
It can help you through good times
It can help you through bad times
The world revolves around it
Relationships do, too!
But mine, isn't with you
Mine is based on love
Love for each other
I love you for you
Money is the cause of hatred
Money is the cause of stealing
But in this case money wasn't the case
When you stole my heart
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