I have died,
That's how I feel
On the inside.
I last felt like this
When I was seven,
Summer sun
Endless fun
Through til
I was about eleven.
But, now I've met you
It's like I've died.
Yes died!
And now I'm in heaven.
Phil Hall March 2014
A selection of poetry and verse from new poet in Birmingham England
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