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I met a fairy
At night that is starry
Telling our story
Like a poetry
It’s so cherry
With a scent so flowery
Now it’s a memory
I kept in my diary
Im feeling so airy!
When I read this poetry
Reminds me of a jewellery
That I love so dearly
I have myself to blame.
Every "stop sign" I knocked down is a witness.
...you will forget that you forgot. Then tears start to fall.
You loved me like they do in the movies.
Perhaps thats the reason why it ended.
as a kid
there's nothing
like wasting away inside a tiny
room
sitting on the backrest
of the couch
looking out the window
and seeing her
tread through the rain

a red umbrella covers
her.

Mother

she's going back
to the liquor store
Hurt is a reminder
that love is
required
Note to self.
It's hard to expect
people to treat you
Kindly and act
peacefully if
they themselves want it
so much but never
knew how
in the first place

It's hard to see at first
that Your role
is not
to receive from them
but to
give-
if you choose-
'cause you can
Next time I 'll just say I feel disrespected and don't leave.
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