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Waiting To Be Free

It’s impossible; it will never work I’ll never get over him; what a jerk. He’s got me under; his stupid spell And all this time; I’ve wanted to yell. With his hair, those eyes; and that perfect smile He could make; any girl go wild. As he stands there; in his plain white shirt A bunch of girls come; ready to flirt. When I see him; it hurts so much Sometimes I wish; this was just a crush. He makes my heart race; yet tears me apart I’d cry all night; just over a broken heart. I guess people are right; when they say “When you’re in love; you have to pay.” Sadly the price; is too much for me So I’ll keep on waiting; until he sets my heart free.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 5/2/2010 3:28:00 PM
i believe this is called a couplet, it has a good flow to it, enjoyed
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