To Brooke,
my butterfly,
my love can not hide,
or be showen,
strange thing,
love,
its hard,
to get in to it,
but,
easy,
to get out of,
but i will always love u,
even if you hate me,
even if you were to die,
even if i were to die,
alot of my poem are based,
on you,
so,
bye,
i love u.
Harley Morriss
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-brooke/
