A Search For True Love (Blast In the Past)

I'm sharing a poem I wrote five years ago, I was fifteen years old at the time but it seems like love was my favourite topic.

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A Search For True Love

They say true love comes when she least expect it

Just stop the worrying because very soon she'd get it
This advice she would not take
She was impatient and did not want to wait

She went searching both near and far
But every guy she settled with gave her a scar
She got hurt too many times before
She could not take any more
She cried herself to sleep at nights
But little did she know, around the corner was her long awaited knight

He had been her friend for many years
When he told her 'I love you' she broke down in tears
Realizing how stupid she was and how blind
Not to know her true love was with her the whole time

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Sincerely Chenelle

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