Prince Michael Jackson My poem :)
That's you honey
Everytime I go throw
a dark roomI feel like
you are there, It's a teen
spirit smell, everytime I think
of you I take a look at the sky
at night and theire's only one
tiny siny star, that's you Prince,
Maybe sometimes I hear voice's or some
of you're song's from somewhere but
it's my imagination of someone who slipped away
It's you Michael you're gone too soon
:'( I hope you like it!
Paloma Walker R.
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