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Lia Frenae Jan 2017
Chocolate is great
It's really neat
But, to be the color, it's bittersweet
This is the experience of a lifetime that Hersheys must undergo
To read, to be told, to hear
That it's almost good enough
Almost pretty enough, almost smart enough
Too reserved and mannered to be this and that
Tears down almost all confidence that Hershey has
It takes away it's natural state
Like a Hershey left in the heat
It takes a while for that Hershey to find beauty again within itself, to find a true acceptance to who it really is, and the discover it's identity
To understand that it won't always make ends meet
But that Hershey will overcome this phase
That made it's life a living maze
The Hershey will wake up
Look in the mirror and see they are somebody
with a cocked up head
will forget what everyone said
and the microaggression that became so macro will soon be irrelevant
That Hershey will see it's real identity to see a girl named Aliah
Lia Frenae Jan 2017
Mesmeration is what I see,
when you see me.
A trance,
A spell,
Somehow I have put you under...

I believe its time to,
finally see that you do the same to me
Lia Frenae Jan 2017
After one times
I thought I was good enough
Only because you approached me first

The first time you lost interest in me
As quick as a candle being blown out
You got a kiss, you tried to hit, but missed and I think that's why you left

The second time you tricked me good
Said you wouldn't leave
A new girl came quick
I lost you in .5 seconds
You deceived me quite good
Lia Frenae Jan 2017
Copper and Gold
You gotta know I'm feeling loved
Made of gold
I'll probably love..another you
Already do
Until I don't see you
Let me guess you're with her
She speaks sassy Spanish and can flip her hair
She's outgoing and funny
And you're having more fun
When with me I'm timid
I'm quiet
Funny only if you really know me
And my hair goes straight up *****
I've told you these things and you "understand"
Its "okay"
But you gotta know I'm feeling low and made of gol-
Copper about time you come back

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