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XIII Sep 2015
Please help me find her!

Name: Her name is the sweetest ever.
Age: She looks very beautiful at her teen age.
Eyes: Her tantalizing black eyes leads you to the depth of forever.
Hair: Her silky black hair will make queens dazed.

Height: She stands enough for my arms to wrap around her shoulders.
Weight: It is my dream to someday honeymoon-lift her.
Distinguishable mark: Seeing her will make you fall to your knees.
Last seen: She's in front of me, but she's not here.

Circumstance: She was oh so sweet
She tells me she loves me even if everyone is listening
She holds my hand, hugs me from behind
Even if others are looking, she wouldn't mind

But that was the story before
Now, she's like that no more
It seems I have spoiled her too much
All the sweet little gestures for her now seemed awkward

Those changes made me stop and step back
"Where are you?", I always quietly ask
I seem to be looking at a stranger's back
Where is she? That someone I love?

So please! Please help me find her!
If you ever see her, contact me immediately
I wish to see the old her again
Not only for her, but to also set myself free
Just missing how she used to be.
XIII Aug 2015
I gave her three roses

Firstly, a true rose
Fresh with its thorns
But I don't want her to think
That like the rose, my love will die and shrink

So I gave her another rose
A plastic rose
One that won't die and is forever
She won't think of it as fake, that's what the first rose was for

My love has no equivalent price
So I gave her the third prize
I learned how to make an origami rose
And made it in front of her, to symbolize my love is full of effort

I gave her three roses
"I love you" was what it says
And she was a rose
Loving her was loving her beauty and the pain of hugging her thorns
XIII Jul 2015
Hypocrites – those who do not even practice what they preach.
Hypocrites, hypocrites everywhere.
XIII Jul 2015
I'm your secret admirer.
Not because I keep myself hidden,
but because you keep me as a secret.
XIII Jul 2015
I love you so much
Said you love me as much
But on the way to earth's hell
Because we were persecuted
People said you were with me
But you firmly denied me
This is purely metaphorical and is not intended to offend any religious beliefs.
XIII Jul 2015
I'm sure that you counted the words in this poem.
As I did.
XIII Jul 2015
We are subtraction of a bigger number from a smaller number,
**we cannot be
Like 2 -3.
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