Poems by lizbeth

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  • When we got together at the coffeecup you took a...

  • My first love i will admit didn't work out too...
    he's unique he calls me when i he misses me (which...

  • Our secret
    our secret behind our parents backs...

  • *this is really not a poem but this about my...
    it was a bright day the birds were singing but the...