My Love

My love is a mathematician always counting.

My love is a predator always lurking.

My love is stalk always watching.

My love is obstacle always in the way.

My love is a remote always in control.

My love is a talent that should fill me with pride.

My love is a gift that has been thrown away

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This is a poem I wrote in Ninth grade, it is open to the public for viewing on my wattpad account under the username 16K_Rose_S.

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