TombeurA Poem by BrookCompletely take all of it back. My experience with French men has been exactly how i described.
It was the French man, the French man stole my heart.
He would greet me every morning, and at night say; Au Revoir. He would whisper goodnight, and make me feel alive. Oh dear French man, Why did you change your mind? It was the French man, the French man stole my heart. Look out for the man shouting "Je t'aime" To every soul, he'll leave you my dears, and you'll be left on your own. © 2014 BrookAuthor's Note
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16 Reviews Added on April 20, 2014 Last Updated on April 22, 2014 Tags: French, loss, loneliness, love, heartbreak AuthorBrookBirmingham, United KingdomAboutI enjoy writing a lot, and i aspire to be a journalist. I'm happy to receive feedback, especially if it's about grammar. I come online when i have time. I have a blog also, where i write about stu.. more..Writing
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