The Price of Love
I have earned love in a million ways-
First by my cute giggles and big eyes full of wonder
that struck people like thunder.
Secondly: by grades.
Grades were traded just for a bit of love,
that lost its meaning after a while.
Then I started to earn love by selling pieces of me.
The worst?
I started to give those pieces away for free,
but yet, love didn't come easy.
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Sylmie Sahr
I'm just a simple girl, tryna verbalize her thoughts and turn them into poetry. Quoting Walt Whitman, "Still here I carry my old delicious burdens, I carry them, men and women, I carry them with me wherever I go, I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them, I am fill’d with them, and I will fill them in return." ~song of the open road~
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