jenny

jenny was a girl who lived on a hill i loved her once and i always will i loved her like a river a river so deep “stop following me, you disgusting creep” jenny was a girl who disappeared in the mist went to the city and became a feminist love is a street than can run one way but it still burns bright no matter what they say i look at the sunset and the midnight sky i will always love jenny until the day i die i loved jenny but she didn’t love me that is just the way it was meant to be i wrote this poem from the heart is it a “good” poem? - don’t start