this poem is by my 12 year old cousin.
It was Just Too Late.
There once was a young girl, who no one heard,
Not a look, not a thought, not a touch, not a word.
So one day, not cold, not hot, just cool,
A young boy stopped her and said "how do you do?"
After some years they fell deeply in love,
Until one day, something happened.
On the way to the little boys house, she got hit by a car,
But the little girl's life hadnt got very far.
Only god had decided her fate,
I guess little boy, It was Just too late.
It was Just Too Late.
There once was a young girl, who no one heard,
Not a look, not a thought, not a touch, not a word.
So one day, not cold, not hot, just cool,
A young boy stopped her and said "how do you do?"
After some years they fell deeply in love,
Until one day, something happened.
On the way to the little boys house, she got hit by a car,
But the little girl's life hadnt got very far.
Only god had decided her fate,
I guess little boy, It was Just too late.
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