HimA Poem by NishaPoohThis story is a little something but it is Not real at all if it was I would cry. Enjoy :)He said yes. I said no. He ran. I walked slow. I was the flirt, he was the worrywart. He smiled and I frowned. Different in many ways but I love him too much and I didn't wanna see him go. He died the next day. © 2015 NishaPoohAuthor's Note
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Added on March 20, 2015 Last Updated on March 20, 2015 AuthorNishaPoohSalt Lake City, UTAboutI'm just a girl in a dangerous world. Confused, nervous, a bunch of things. I am wiser than ost people my age; I'm 13.. Um.. I give advice.. I get along with people really quickly but they don't get a.. more..Writing
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