I'M Not Sad
I'm not sad.
But I need to right a poem that's sad.
I mean I need to write a poem that's sad.
You've got this boy.
I'm sure he loves you.
Being all that you are,
This is all he could do.
Yet you fall without clash
Into my arm.
You are not being rash
For my love is a farm.
You told me to hug you
You held my sweet hand,
I dreamt that I kissed you
Your subtle demand.
I guess what is sad
Is falling for you.
It's not really bad
It's just something we do.
You surely love him
And he surely loves you.
But I "know" that somewhere
You wonder how I'd do.
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