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Jen Jo Sep 2014
Yes, you're beautiful.
Yes, you're beautiful.
Even if the whole world denies it. Yes, you're beautiful.

Everyday, I remind myself.
And the cycle continues.
We're all wonderfully and fearfully made. Remember that.
Jen Jo Sep 2014
I wonder how it feels like - to die young.

To carry the weight of secrets.
To carry the abundance of high hopes and beautiful desires.
And disappear.

Is Heaven now your listener?
In remembrance of an old friend who recently passed on..
Jen Jo Sep 2014
Are you an overachiever?

They call us the cool kids.
But they look straight into our eyes with that stare.

That stare.
Smells like jealousy. But sympathy it is.
Please don't sympathize overachievers.
Jen Jo Sep 2014
Can you please lend me your eyes?
Don't be long, I promise.

Please, let me show you what I see in you.
Let me show you [you].
Jen Jo Sep 2014
I love the moonlight.
Almost like an invitation to a far away dreamland.

But even the moonlight becomes you.
You even took the moonlight away from me.
Jen Jo Sep 2014
You.

Something mysterious about you that hunts me.
Something pathetic about the way your eyes shine when  you look straight at me.
I love your eyes. The way you smile, the way you viciously mock.
Jen Jo Sep 2014
Oh yes, I'm talking to you.
Pretty faces.

Stop complaining. At least you have a pretty face.
How hard can life be for you?
Not everyone is as lucky as you, so shut up and grow up.
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