To The next Man

December 3, 2017

Dear future lover,

Although I’m God’s little masterpiece,

The first man I ever loved, who loved me, is resting up in peace.

The second one stood by my side till’ he too became deceased.

Broken promises already caused my trust to increase.

I don’t need someone who is even weaker than me.

I want someone’s son who is the man in my dream.

We have to cooperate; we have to be a team.

Who is the one that will finally agree?

If I gave you my palm would you take the time to read?

Are you the one who will finally relieve me free?

Help me realize, Help me be able to see!

All I want to do is believe!

All this pain caused me, to be so naive.

Hold my hand, don’t you dare leave.

Don’t be another reason for my heart to build up more grief.

Will you make my life easy & releaved?

Please steal my heart & be a thief.

You'll earn the spot in being my chief.

Sincerely,

Daisy

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