penelopestark - Hello Poetry

I'll think of you when it snows. For a few years at least, Who knows. Maybe longer.

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Jan 7, 2017

Jan 7, 2017 at 1:55 PM UTC

I'll think of you when it snows. For a few years at least, Who knows. Maybe longer.

I want to be soft. I am hard, Rough, Cold. I am guarded, Behind a solid brick wall, Built by a need for independence. "I only need me" An unconvincing mantra. Needs are not wants. I want To wake up on a Sunday, And stay in warm arms until noon, Wrapped tightly around my bare skin, Because it's no longer rough. I want to be soft.

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Dec 30, 2016

Dec 30, 2016 at 12:53 AM UTC

Soft

I want to be soft. I am hard, Rough, Cold. I am guarded, Behind a solid brick wall, Built by a need for independence. "I only need me" An unconvincing mantra. Needs are not wants. I want To wake up on a Sunday, And stay in warm arms until noon, Wrapped tightly around my bare skin, Because it's no longer rough. I want to be soft.

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You see what you want to see, Through eyes clouded with disdain, Resentment, jealousy, and fear. Ignorant of your own flaws, A perfect embodiment of narcissism. You've taken to projecting fallacies on me, Painting yourself as the victim of a tragedy you created. You see what you want to see, And you don't want to see me.

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Dec 30, 2014

Dec 30, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC

You See What You Want To See

You see what you want to see, Through eyes clouded with disdain, Resentment, jealousy, and fear. Ignorant of your own flaws, A perfect embodiment of narcissism. You've taken to projecting fallacies on me, Painting yourself as the victim of a tragedy you created. You see what you want to see, And you don't want to see me.

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