How do I know?

August 22, 2017

Nothings there

Cuz no one cares

But yet he stares

And I am there

What the point they all are the same

What will I do I will not be shamed

But things may change

And people may too

This is how I know that love is true.

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dw2019Aug 22, 2017

<p> This poem means a lot to me. Let me know what it means to you. </p>