Rebecca, my 13 year old daughters contribution to poetry in the moonlight....Brittany loves to sing, Brittany loves to dance; Brittany always loves to sleep in under pants.....Brittany loves to pray, Brittany loves the doves; Brittany loves Tyler which she will always love. Brittany loves to rock, Brittany loves to draw; Brittany loves cold-blooded animals like animals beginning to thaw. Tyler's getting mad, hes trying to stay with her, but the long distance between them is only making it worse. They try to talk it out, but then they end up fighting; once they went to bed, the angels started crying. Cupids keeping them together , no force on earth can break this; there's nothing that can stop them from the love that always is. They are forces that cant be beat, they are lovers that are obsessed; they love each other to take a closer guess. They are greatness but as soft as a feather. They are like a dove, trying to get to it; they are like a violin that plays me pretty music. Now i shall tell about their lives away from each other, but they shouldn't be apart; them away from each other is terrible for their part. It would rain everyday, Britt would have nothing to live for; as she sat by the window and watched the rain pour. Life would be sad for her, as time passes away; as she tries to just remember the old days. Britt would have no strength, she couldn't even walk; she's lucky that she can even talk. While shes crying her eyes out, Tyler would be getting depressed; if only they would have the strength to confess. They are nothing without each other, they would be blank without them together. Her grave would be entitled, "loved Tyler Rose"; as he came up to her grave, crying, knowing hes the one she chose. she'd watch over him, kissing his cheek goodnight; heck, how could she ever say goodbye?
and we promise no animals were harmed in the making of this poetry.........
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