A Poem 

He’s got the looks

He’s got the flair

He’s got the attitude

And that hot purple hair

But a fact that I hate

And a fact that isn’t fair

Is that you’re only a cartoon

And I can’t be there

But Trunks, still remember one thing

That I love you and I care

Whatever the outcome

To stop loving you is a thought I just can’t bare

At the pictures of you I have

All I can do now is sit and stare

And at the thought of not being with you

My heart slowly but surely starts to tear

These feelings I have…haven’t occurred ever before

These feelings I have…are extremely rare

And as I lay in be at night

I dream and wonder how I could find you, and where

Will I risk handing my heart over to you?

I dare

Will I depend on you to live? To breathe?

Yes, Just like the air

Knowingly I will get nothing in return?

Yeah

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