Time goes by, I try to forget
How that night felt like my last cigarette
Perfecting the art of an Irish goodbye
Leaving the party with tears in your eyes
Tell me what you want
I'll tell you what I like
We don't have to talk
We don't have to fight
I want you to hold me and never let go
You'll be surprised how far I'll go to prove
We could be just like them
Rumors have spread of a fatal French kiss
Cracks start to show on what once seemed like bliss
Is there any room for me?
Is three company?
I won't make a sound till you tell me to speak
Tell me what you want
I'll tell you what I like
You'll be surprised just how far I'll go to prove
We could be just like them
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Poems by ME
PoetryA bunch of Poems that I wrote. I hope you like them NOTE-goes through a lot of edits EXTRA NOTE-I probably have made a spelling/grammatical mistake so please don't be afraid to tell me
