Poems about Health

 
   Beware, beware, be skeptical, of their smiles, their smiles of plated gold,
Seeing him,In a picture,On the internet.You can’t know,The pain you’ve left,And how deep it goes.
There is nothing big, or small, about what I feel, or felt-you are entirely a part of me, alive or not-
You were all warmth and life,Transcendent compared to his cool and night sky,I miss you always,
I want a jagged broken romance,I want to be held through this,I want someone to show me the beauty in tragedy,
This is a perfect worldA world that although not perfectly round,
I’m writing to you this now, because it has come to my attention that this is a serious issue.  
Evasive splashes rise and fallLeaving but a trace of mistTo reflect
Walking through the talking woods, looking at the reflecting water,

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