I hide myself from the world,
building up walls to keep people out,
I try to keep them up, but instead,
te just knock them right back down.
Why do te really care if I'm happy?
Is it just te caring o is it love?
I want to ask te so many questions,
but it's rather hard to do,
because there is so much I want to confess to you.
About how my Amore grows for te deeper and deeper everyday,
and how everytime I see you, I could fade away.
Though I'd never protest my Amore to you,
in the way I'm saying it now.
But, I promise one day, I'll mostra it,
some way, some how.
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Sorry guys if it's not really good,
it's my first poem.:/
building up walls to keep people out,
I try to keep them up, but instead,
te just knock them right back down.
Why do te really care if I'm happy?
Is it just te caring o is it love?
I want to ask te so many questions,
but it's rather hard to do,
because there is so much I want to confess to you.
About how my Amore grows for te deeper and deeper everyday,
and how everytime I see you, I could fade away.
Though I'd never protest my Amore to you,
in the way I'm saying it now.
But, I promise one day, I'll mostra it,
some way, some how.
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Sorry guys if it's not really good,
it's my first poem.:/