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Boi Sep 2018
I don’t need her
Nor she me
I do want her
Can’t tell if she me

I don’t love her
Nor she me
I do like her
Can’t tell if she me

If I ask her,
Would she me?
If l let her,
Might she me?
I couldn’t even write it in second person.
  Sep 2018 Boi
elle jaxsun
blue wash
watercolor sky
and cactus-covered
rolling hills on the horizon.

only going 50 in a 45
because we want to get
there quickly, but not
too quickly.

or maybe we're just
trying to keep up.
08/29/2018
Boi Aug 2018
She asked a mirror if she was the most beautiful. She knew, and kept asking the mirror anyway. She was taking the opinion of something of complete ingenuity, with no life in it, if she was the most beautiful. She could've, I don't know, charmed everyone to think she was, regardless of anything. I don't get it. Her beauty was fake to begin with. Did the person who wrote Snow White have a point to it or is did they just take an easy out?
I don't get it. I'm a two decades old man trying to understand Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs' villain plot.
Send help.
  Aug 2018 Boi
Madison
Blessed are those eyes,
One green, one hazel.
A shade for heaven,
And a shade for earth,
Balanced on a smile worth a million words.
Blessed are those eyes
Just proving to someone that they aren't a waste of words. ( : See, people can write a poem about you.
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