The Treasure!
The limit is the world,
and this field is my playground.
I know that there,
are many girls out there.
Properly better for me,
or just the right one,
for me.
But as I sit here,
and think this long,
I feel like its never near.
That it would never happen,
and that is what I fear.
That one of them out there,
is for me, but
could never find her.
Or that no one would,
love me like the Treasure I seek.
I keep searching,
like a hidden Treasure,
but so far I have found fools gold.
I might have found something,
but its not mine,
but this gold I seek,
is out there for me.
So I will keep searching,
for this gold of mine,
and make her feel,
what a Treasure she is for me.
And feel complete inside.
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