It's up and down all the time
Sometimes its love
Other times its loathing
A pure hate that I can't control
That's now
But when I was young...it was all different
Up in his arms, on top of his shoulders, I was on top of the world
Whether it was up on stage, under a hundred lights
Or up on the couch, in front of the family
He was there for me, supporting me
And now
That's all that makes our love emerge again.
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sam I LOVEE YOUU! this is really sad and NOT TRUE! happy "UNOFFICAL VALENTINES DAY" i <3 you more then life
CHOCOLATE!!!
SAYYYY UMMMM
SAMMMMMMMM
I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART!
SAMMO =)
Beautiful poem Sam. You compose with poise and confidence. I particularly like:"But when I was young...it was all different / Up in his arms, on top of his shoulders, I was on / top of the world."
Nice contrast of "love" and "loathing" brought together by alliteration.
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