| HEEY im keiran im 17 im a sports student i play football and basketball and write poetry, pretty much the odd one out xx |


Happycoz at the moment you make me happaay and your making smi-iile oh cant we just sit in the bench a little while well be drunkk on cider and have our hands togheter lets do this now forever and everHappy
i saw the other day just walking through town every time you see me i was brandishing a frown oh dear now hes looking down
oh everybodys drinking in the park tonight waiting for 9 when its not light im getting bored and i come up an say


I reckonoh dear what have we gotten, into oh my word i cannot believe this oh can this really be trueI reckon
because we once were proper class we once had a good ald laugh we once said i love you now that all fucked off into the past
i know its all gone now
but i still look at you and thinking your so fit i just wanna hold you coz this is it coz you know you like me even a little bit so give me a chance dear how about this
because we once were proper class we once had a good ald laugh we once said i love you now that all fucked o


Daytime _ incompletein the daylight i can see your face in the daylight i can hold your handDaytime _ incomplete
in the day light i can wear scruffy clothes coz its day time people know your mine
in the day time
coz we can love and we can kiss ! we can hug and get real pissed in the day time! your mine im yours
we hold hands outside doors in the daytime


Break up break up_ incompletejust goBreak up break up_ incomplete
as you know your not wanted hear i dont need you i dont want you i wont miss you tonight
you break me then you wanna date me you mess with me and come running right back
sooooooo
break up breakup break up im gonna move on break up break up breakp yunno your not the one break up coz tonight im going out and im partying
| HEEY im keiran im 17 im a sports student i play football and basketball and write poetry, pretty much the odd one out xx |
Your poetry has a great meaning, a wonderful inspiration I wish that I had myself. But it's lacking the right words. It's like when I'm reading I can feel all these emotions wrapped inside of you, but letting them out in a simple manner. I'm not saying your poetry isn't any good, for it's far greater than mine, but I can be helpful.
Such as in one of your poems about someones beauty lightening the eyes of all around them. There is a great idea, a great theme, but such little words to describe it. I just have this certain feeling about you, a person I have never met, and know that your poetry possesses a great fortune. Please take my advice, for I look forward to reading your poetry.
I am seriously not a creeper, I just like looking through peoples poetry. Thank you.
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Love is an irresistable desire to be irresistabley desired.
alot of my poems are sorta depressed/angry/infatuated pieces of scribble that is tring together, i wish i had the words to make em great,, so erm you have messenger we could talk
I have an aim, if that's what you meant.
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Love is an irresistable desire to be irresistabley desired.
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Love is an irresistable desire to be irresistabley desired.
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