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Patrick Sugarr Aug 2014
something i took
away when you looked
your scent it has
i hope it lasts
~~

your scent it has
i hope it lasts
happy i am
i wish it lasts
have you ever done something so crazy you tell yourself "you're crazy!?" haha.
  Aug 2014 Patrick Sugarr
Krezeyyyy
No matter the beauty – your look, your make-up
Your measures, do you follow an ideal body shape?
Society should never dictate you, love
You are beautiful; take away that palm on your face.

And that while the world has her own
Standard of how beauty ought to look,
Wear your most beautiful self you’d find within
Do your walk, babe, show the world who you are.

Don’t tear yourself down, wear who you are
If you say you’re weird, dance it out to centerstage
The world needs crazy darlings who’d turn the world –
Turn this little world into a crazily beautiful haven.

And if you say you’re little compared to them b*tches
Let your little things creep in slowly
Go low and go slow, they say
You’ll build castles of pretty little things someday.

Wear your beauty – flaws and all –
You are beautiful, your promising eyes twinkle
Let your wings take flight, your soul be seen
Let it sing as you free yourself from within.

Take away that palm on your face, I say
Make them do facepalm not for how they thought you fail
But of how they did let such beauty pass them by
While they were looking for better, they took for granted the best.


~~ Criss ∞
Inspired by someone's drawing.
Patrick Sugarr Aug 2014
There was this night
  when I was trying to study
Mama came into my room
  with a cup of coffee

As I reached for the cup
  it was as warm as her embrace
made me feel
  like I'm in the safest place

And as I took a sip
  it was bittersweet
reminded me of life
  the trials and success that I would meet

As I finished it
  I knew that I have
all her tender care
  and genuine love

But now that she's far away
  I wish that I would see
my Mama by the door
  and her warm cup of coffee

--
though i may not say it that often, though we may not be that close, you're my mama -- i love you.
Patrick Sugarr Aug 2014
emotions channeled through my fingertips
    typing words my coward lips could never speak
gently pressing buttons, expressing how i miss
       the times we never - we would've - had,
          dampened my lips, sealing it with a kiss.

                               and as i press send,
                                    i'd hope you'll reply.
                                you didn't.
                        you don't.
                 *never.
every night i do this; is it so hard to reply?
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