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I really like him,
But I wouldn't dare,
Tell him in the face,
That’s why I stare,
At him when he isn't looking.
It hurts me so deep,
That the only time we are alone,
Is in my sleep.
I tried to hint that I’m into him,
but still nothing changed.
I always look my best,
so I can stand out from the rest,
when he is around,
and still nothing has changed.
I hang out and flirt with other guys,
hoping to make him jealous,
No, nothing changed.
The situation is hard to fix,
and I’m out of tricks.
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Rana Lo.
Poetry, to me, is a way to express my deepest feelings and thoughts. Sometimes I can't tell others how I feel so I write it down. In the beginning my poetry mainly revolved around love and heartbreak but now (I think) I've matured and try to generalize my topics. Can't wait for your comments and feedback!
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Fantastic Tareq | Apr 26th, 2005
Rana you really create a great words
I like your poetry a lot, go on in writing and you
really a good represantitive of the Arabic women.
Thanks Rana Lotfy | May 5th, 2005
Thanks a lot Tareq for your nice comment.
I'll be submitting more inshalla so keep up your comments.
I know what you mean! Emma Kowal | Sep 29th, 2008
I don't think there's a teenage girl anywhere who can't relate to this message! :) You capture the feeling perfectly -- thank you for your poetry and please keep writing.
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