Girl After Girl
The story of my life,
Detail by Detail,
as sharp as a knife.
Girl after Girl,
there all the same.
They say there serious,
true love they seek,
but after all were only 14.
They wanted to hold hands,
They wanted to kiss,
Or at least a hug goodbye.
But, she, she is different.
Her feelings undiscribable.
They way she talks,
They way she walks,
It's true,
she is in love.
She really mean something,
holding hands,
a kiss,
or a hug goodbye.
She seeks true love,
She is beyond seriousness,
As she describes them,
She speaks with true love,
that we all forever seek.
Copyright © Kirk Zinner | Year Posted 2005
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