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what to love

I love it when I lay outside
The breeze on my face
the scent of fresh air
The light shining down

I love it when i read a book
and i feel the excitment
scared of the story
horrified by the ending

I love it when i stand in the dark
all alone where no one can see me
not afraid to open my eyes
for i still cannot see a thing

I love it when im all alone at home
i can feel free and safe
i can yell outloud and no one is there
no one is there to judge me

but what i really love most
that you just won't understand
you just can't simply see
is that i truly deeply love....you

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Written August 26th, 2005

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  • Parth Sawhney
    September 4, 2005
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    ohh...wat a lovely piece...i should say that ur poem is as beautiful, as u r, jasmine....third stanza is outstanding...last stanza is good.
    bow to u, princess.

    Parth.