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you are the only one who can love me the way i need.
the sound of your laughter is my favorite song and it's constantly on repeat in my mind.
i showed you pieces of me no one else has ever seen and to put all that trust in someone is a scary thing. but you make me brave.
if you asked me what i regret the most, i would say nothing. all my choices led me to you and i would go through all the pain a million times to keep ending up with you.
the only thing i regret in life is not meeting you sooner.
we  missed  our chance
and  now  it  sits there,
stuck   in   the  past,
long   overdue.
sometimes you just have to go for it.
This land is your land,
This land is my land.

This land is our land,
But Not a black land,

Not from sea to shining sea.

Attention Mexicans everywhere!

This land is not your land,
This land is our land,
Home of the free!
(Some requirements apply)

God bless America,
Where at least I know I'm free,
Home of the ignorant,
Yet land of the free,
(Skin color based exceptions)

Happy Happy new Year!
New year to You and Me!

Happy Happy new year,
Except for your country,
(Build the wall!)

Dreidel Dreidel Dreidel,
I made it out of clay,
If the makers Muslim,
Please don't explode I pray.

Lastly,
America the beautiful,
As hypocritical dumpster fires tend to be.
This is a sarcastic poem depicting the worse of America. I do not believe these racist sexist etc. comments.
Tea
I made tea today.

I dunked in my
Totally-not-bigger-than-it-should-be-table-spoon of honey.
I poured the milk into the mix
(I know, I know, how could I)

Then i jumped into the cup for an adventure.

Upon entering the steaming silky waters
A school of fish blasted past me

A school....
A class of three thousand people

All looking at me  
The whole world is watching me.

If I fail-
Oh **** what if I fail.

Lost in terror

I smell.

Hmm?

Vanilla spice?

Oh yeah. The tea.
I made tea for the stress.
I have tea.






My tea is cold.




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