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You keep saying you are ugly
How can you possibly love yourself?
When every time, every second, you don’t love yourself
You look in the mirror; you don’t like what you see
LETTER TO MY MISTRESS
You looked down upon me still in that struggle to wave
Painful as yet, an indelible memory it was to save
As the Great Voyager floated you off to a faraway place,
The worst thing about your favorite sweater:
You wear it alll the time, it stays the same size as you keep growing
And no matter how much you try to stretch it out,
it doesn't work.
I need you
To hold me
When I’m sad
I need you
When the nights
Are so long
I want you
When I can’t sleep
I want you
When I cry
I need to
Hold you when
I keep looking for comfort from them,
Wondering if I can trust enough for them to be my stem.
Have you ever felt that you had the best of friends?
That you and your friends could get past al the twists and bends?
That no matter what you went through, you would still be entwined?
Ate Bervy, sleep tight,
For in this world you've worked with all your might
You deserve then, a peaceful rest
For in this world, you've made us feel, we were so blessed.
You beautiful boy, how you shine so bright
Those beading eyes with a smile that brings everything to light
Sent from the heavens I believe this is right
A sand paper smile that wears me away
An awkward first meeting proceeding in May
A summer of questions, not all about you
but perhaps more questions than one or just two
A crystal blue sky that devolved into rain
Georgia
I must warn you my love...
I am not like the others.
My heart changes like the tides,
though my soul is still.
Some days the earth trembles beneath my feet,
but my foundation is firm.
A best friend doesnt throw ur storyshe help to write it
Best friends make good times better and hard time easier
The sight of you makes my blood feel on fire
You have no right to cause the pain in her eyes
No right to be the cause of her tears
Moving on.
Maybe it’s better to let him go.
Rather than let him know.
That all this time I adored him so.
While he moved on and began to grow.
