Such a night.
Full of change.
Full of confusion.
It keeps coming back,
To haunt me.
The truth,
Of my little heart.
The past can't change,
But the future is blury.
What will become of this.
I will hold on tight,
To one guy.
And he will be all mine.
I'm sorry,
Someday,
I don't know,
Maybe.
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another poem o.o parts about confusion, other things about other things, yea.. enjoy... don't read too deep... I no need that.
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