A Love To Call My Own (love poem) 12/12/2009
I knew from the beginning That you were just a flirt. but yet I fell in love with you Knowing I'd be hurt. I thought that I could tie you down, and make you love just one. but how could I do something, No one else had ever done. I know you'll never love me, and I'm trying not to cry. For I must find the strength somehow, To kiss your lips goodbye. When you ask for me again, You'll find I won't be there. I want a love to call my own, Not one I have too share. For I must hide my broken heart, Beneath a laughing face. And though you think I never cared, No one can take your place.. Betty Estrada |


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