
| Poems Oh my
Author: Dontbothernothing Oh the irony. I hate love and poetry, but I only excel in love for poetry. I am a mass of contradictions. This is just a bunch of poems that I wrote when I was depressed. If you ever see these in any of my stories, hey, if it fits, it works.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 4 - Words: 167 - Favs: 1 - Published: 02-23-13 - id: 3103444
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I once met you
Long ago
But little did I know,
It was to become my passion
To impress you in every fashion.
And here I wait,
For the ever elusive moment
When you return
Here. To end my torment.
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