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 Mar 2017 ShenequaMonroe
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hearts and minds have become televised
we give every part of us for the world to
see and judge, because we crave attention
and criticism more than ever, just so we
can hold a grudge, like fudge
when have we ever
seen a society more damaged
than our own?
As I look across the street all I see is beauty.
I see your flawless skin as the rays jumping off from the sun,
You’re so radiant.
I don’t mean to stare but, sometimes I can’t help it.
I fell in love with the girl next door just two months ago.
She came up to me on move in day as nervous as I was.
She said her name was Darlene, so darling and as precious as she was.
Months later I noticed, I wasn’t the only one who admired her presence.
My gift from God, my angel sent from heaven is now his.
Two months pass, like a 100 meter dash all I could do is think.
I look across the street now all I see is heartache
I see your flawless skin now touching his
Regretful as I was, I knew it was time to move on.
Her sweet voice, her angelic presence is something that I’ll always miss
To her now I’m just,
The Boy Next Door, even though I wanted to be more.
Reminisce

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