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waterfall tears irrational fears broken mirrors, destined to suffer at the hands of another unworthy undeserving of all the beauty of life living a lie infinite clock of mine they tell me to never settle yet i need to win that gold medal A prize for male attention picked the wrong flowers to shower with love, as i fulfilled their needs, they died on me. never stopped trying to understand their passing and everyday i keep on asking What did I do wrong? on their last petals i was still willing to settle to be loved by beauty my responsibility to water their seeds they couldn’t replenish me grew my own seeds to learn to love me, slowly revived my being proud at who I’m seeing an undeniable feeling of love that i wish i knew sooner, she fits like a glove love my smile and my dad’s eyes, my heart gets me in trouble but that’s alright my infectious laugh that sets the room on fire Passionate with a burning desire my body that continues to bloom, never perfect, always me but I’m proud of what I see.
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Apr 20, 2021
Apr 20, 2021 at 1:03 PM UTC
Lose You To Love Me
waterfall tears irrational fears broken mirrors, destined to suffer at the hands of another unworthy undeserving of all the beauty of life living a lie infinite clock of mine they tell me to never settle yet i need to win that gold medal A prize for male attention picked the wrong flowers to shower with love, as i fulfilled their needs, they died on me. never stopped trying to understand their passing and everyday i keep on asking What did I do wrong? on their last petals i was still willing to settle to be loved by beauty my responsibility to water their seeds they couldn’t replenish me grew my own seeds to learn to love me, slowly revived my being proud at who I’m seeing an undeniable feeling of love that i wish i knew sooner, she fits like a glove love my smile and my dad’s eyes, my heart gets me in trouble but that’s alright my infectious laugh that sets the room on fire Passionate with a burning desire my body that continues to bloom, never perfect, always me but I’m proud of what I see.
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andreanicole
22/F/Bay Area
Apr 20, 2021
Apr 20, 2021 at 1:03 PM UTC
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