by Lover Boii
She's the mentor
Of my poem
She's the field
In which I roam
She's the reason
I cry at night
She's the girl
That makes things right
I'm the boy
Who spills my soul
I'm the boy
With a gaping hole
I'm the boy
Who lives the pain
I'm the boy
Who loves the rain
Submission date : 2007-04-16
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