3 choices...
One to make.
3 Hearts...
One to take.
3 Ways...
One to go.
3 Paths...
Noone knows.
3 People...
One to Lead.
3 Girls...
One I need.
3 Hands...
One to hold.
And without them...
I turn cold.
COMMENTS
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PipersBloodLust
01:35 May 03 2008
Very nice poem....thank you for sharing...:)