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Jul 13
You treat me so rough
when I beg you for delicate
You say that you love me
but you’re not really selling it

I remember the strength
I once held while celibate
I was a purified flower,
You were loving the smell of it..

But my thorns can be prickly
And I fear you won’t like that
So when you cause pain,
I try hard not to bite back

I love you unconditionally
and though I cannot fight that,
I wish you could see
how it hurts to fall off track

The pain in my foot
is the pain in your back
God sent you a mirror
And that mirror collapsed

If you look at what’s happening
You’ll see that I am you
So it’s not what you want to,
But maybe what you can do.

To reach outside yourself
to care for another
You could learn so much
From the love of a mother

This is what I offer
A new perspective
I know that you’ll see it
You’re very perceptive

I spin you in circles
And we finish our dance
I search for the conditions
They’re there; in your glance.

It’s both of our worst fear,
you won’t speak aloud.
I say all of my thoughts,
As they pass by like clouds.

Some are dark, some shiny, some gray
You only acknowledge them
Only every other day

Make me laugh and perspire,
Push my feelings away
The pain fades temporarily,
Yet the doubtfulness stays

“am I ungrateful”
Or
“Am I being punished”
I ask myself often,
As I sift through the dunnage

I unbury the fear
At the root of it all
I was rising in love,
But beginning to fall

You weren’t willing to catch me
Because you never saw
I tried to speak to you,
But did so, through a wall

Will you love me unconditionally
When you don’t like what you see?
Are you in love with an idea,
Or do you truly love ME.
Sad Girl
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Sad Girl  28/American
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