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This is a short short poem about my best friend... I love her... but im worried...... She loves this guy and Hes all great and junk but I think he is just controling her...

This is the story of me and how I found my True Love.

The land was sparse, dry, covered in Maquis shrub; juniper, myrtle, dwarf pine, wild rosemary. They were all more all or less aromatic, the beating sun releasing a heady scent into the air. He walked down the track, his boots crunching on gravel. In the bay below, the sea, a bright Mediterranean blue lazily caressed the cliffs. He was searching for geckos – sunny days brought them out to bask. Cold rendered them inactive. He thought of his wife. She was like that. Back in Manchester she’d been

Things aren't what they seem.

This is a poem about unrequited love.How a woman has to leave the man she loves but no matter where she goes she still is reminded that she loves him no matter what.