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Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2018
Happy endings are
Not real, only happy for
A little whiles
Hopefully I am wrong
Selena WH Jul 2018
You are beautiful.

It doesn't matter if you are fat or thin,
You're still beautiful.

It doesn't matter if you are tall or short,
You're still beautiful.

It doesn't matter if you are dark or light,
You're still beautiful.

It doesn't matter if you have scars or birthmarks,
You're still beautiful.

It doesn't matter if you are an introvert or extrovert,
You're still beautiful.

It doesn't matter if you are gay, lesbian, bisexual or trans,
You're still beautiful.

It doesn't matter if you suffer from
Mental disorders,
You're still beautiful.

It doesn't matter if you wear glasses or not,
You're still beautiful.

It doesn't matter if you are rich or poor,
You're still beautiful.

You may have flaws,
But that's what makes you whole.

And to me,
You'll always be beautiful.
Every single one of you is freaking precious, and you're each beautiful in your own individual way. I don't care what you say, you will be forever beautiful to me.
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2018
Two
I have been thinking
Maybe it is okay
I am sure a lot of people
Feel the same way

I am caught in the past
Though the future seems bright
I think of two
Instead of one each night

He is the absolute best
Anyone who looks can see
On second thought, wait
HE might be better for me

I look forward to his call
I can hear him shine
But I also wait anticipating
For HIM to come online

How he makes me
Feel deep inside
Is a stormy
Blue ocean tide

HE makes my head spin
Like a twirling carosel
HE has got me under
Some kind of magic spell

I need to choose
Which one my heart dreams of
How do I decide
When I am double in love?
Written soo long ago, i was so cute back then, i had no idea what love really was!
Selena WH Apr 2018
She was broken,
Pieces of
Her splintered heart
Floated around
As she fell to the ground
Sobbing.
But she did not
Give up,
She rose again
And
Gathered her
Shattered pieces,
Putting them
Back together
Bit by bit.
She was not broken
Anymore,
She was art;
A beautiful mosaic.
You guys can all be beautiful mosaics, I'm confident in that.
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