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Sweet Fourteen

I’ve always searched for someone,
That would get me through my days,
Love me and help me,
In a million different ways.

People say miracles aren’t real,
Then I must be seeing things,
Because I found a miracle,
Someone who loves me for me.

Tears have dried,
And blood no longer falls,
A smiling face always loving me,
Alex you’re my sweet fourteen.
Baby you’re my sweet fourteen.

And when I cry,
He’ll wipe away my tears,
When I fall,
He’ll brush me off,
When the blade,
Finds it’s way back to my wrist,
He’ll push  it back,
Say  “I love you,”
And make me smile again.

I thank God for giving me you,
You’re my glimmer of hope,
In the darkness of life,
And I want to spend my life with you,
Alex, I love you.
Yes Baby, I love you.

Author notes

First one in a while. It's to my boyfriend Alex. He's the greatest thing that has ever happened to me...
Written December 6th, 2004

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  • August 8, 2005
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    I gotta sweet 15. I like the poem.


  • March 23, 2005
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    Wow. That sucked.