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Peachy Keen
I loved a girl, once
It was only for a couple of months.
We held hands, always had a linked arm
We’d always keep each other out of harm.
She was soft and sweet
And quite the treat.
Like a soft, gentle peach
Laying silently on a beach.
I drank in her sugary scent
Each moment was well always well spent.
I held her hand, it would always be so pleasantly warm
And her voice never held any scorn.
However there comes a day
When even the sweetest peach will rot away.
She was my life, my light
I can’t believe it just ended that night.
She was always so keen
Why do people have to be so mean?
I loved her with all my heart
I can’t believe we have to be apart.
You had your whole life ahead of you
I don’t know what I’m going to do.
She was my light in the dark
She truly left a mark.
I will stay strong
This won’t be my last song.
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I am very, very unfamliar with writing poetry. This isn't really about anything or anyone in particular, I got the idea from drinking peach tea, and decided that I would attempt to write poetry that involved peaches. And so here we are.