Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Poetry: Fallen

I could write a list of my strongest values
And I could adamantly tell you how strong they'd be
If a million soldiers came by and forced me to renounce
I would say I would choose death,
And you would believe me.

But when I see the one I love
And I view his crooked grin,
I wonder what I'd be willing to do
For him to fall in love with me.

I think of all my values
All the things that I most prize
And I'm not sure if it's a realization
Or a fear, but I...
I'm not sure what my limit'd be
For him to fall in love with me.

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