Not what we think.
We have all been in love or thought we were and thought somebody was ace and nobody else could see in them what we saw. I wrote this poem.
In Love.
I thought that he was hansom.
I thought that he was tall.
I thought his eyes were 0h so blue how
could i be so sure.
Then one day i looked at him and his eyes
were not blue but grey.
His face was not hansom atall how blind could i be.
by gentine
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