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Kierra Davis Poems
To be continued
'To be continued' As the clouds call our name, they form a heart. Where our love first starts and where it'll end. Or maybe it'll go on forever, but then again forever is never. So is it called everlasting love?
I love him, but I can't let him know. These feelings I can't control, I can't let them show. One of the most amazing smiles, I love to see on him. Flawless brown skin, his perfection is gorgeous. I'm in love, but I don't know if it's true, because he may not feel the same feeling that I do. Soft hands, I love holding them. Being by his side is one of my biggest wants. He's my singing soul && my dancing feet. He's my heart with the beat. I'm a girl who wants a superman to love her forever.
Dear my bestfriend
'Dear my bestfriend' We once use to be close. We once use to be friends. There was a time when no matter what we had each other until the end. The feelings we had, were oh so deep.
She walks alone
She walks alone because no one is there. She walks alone because no one cares.
What is life
Why do we say 'sorry for your lost' when it's not our fault? && why do people sneak around, when eventually they'll get caught?
The midnight tears
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To be continued
'To be continued'
As the clouds call our name, they form a heart. Where our love first starts and where it'll end. Or maybe it'll go on forever, but then again forever is never. So is it called everlasting love? Is it real? Is it true? Or could it be words leading us to confusion which soon leads to assumptions. In peace of mind our souls lie together like heavy birds resting from a long night. In despite, were going against what's right. Only because it hurts to love and the price is too much cost. Someday, somehow this love will no longer be lost.. As time speaks for the world we cherish...