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When I create poetry
it may not be your cup of tea
nor a great form of artistry
But it'll never be empty
as my words will always have
fragments of me
You're the only one I'm afraid to risk
not because you're worth less than those I do
but because you're worth more
than I even compare myself to
If my life's an art
I draw the scenery
You give them colors
My teacher
My mentor
My bestfriend
My life coach
Without you there would be no me
Thank you for being my everything
I wish you the best this world can possibly offer
I love you so much
Happy Mother's Day
Happy Mother's Day ~
It's been a month since I last saw you
How long will this last?
I miss your bright smile
I miss your angelic voice
I miss your aesthetic eyes
I miss everything
I miss you
"Why are u so obsess with being the best?"
-Because I don't want to be replaced by someone better.
  May 8 James Heinrich
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m ****** –”
I know it sounds ******,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems too *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
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