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pumpkin
I am like a pumpkin stuck with roots
When i kiss you my mind goes cahoots
I feel a chill down my spine
The beat of my heart begins to incline
The roots of my love grip the soil, holding tight
It wont let me go unless i put up a fight
I fight for the right to love relentless
My love for you stops this one guess
Guess of displease or dislike in me
Theres something inside that wont let me flee
I will pull out my roots to be with you
each one up and pulling through
Roots intertwined and locked together
Here now i will love you forever
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Comments
riza3 Says:
Awh!!!I love it, thanks hon!!!!!
SugarStrawberries Says:
Lolz, Nice Job, HackySack!
I likes your poem, though the picture frightened me a lil'.