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Dee Wyman Feb 2019
I forgot
I came out from under the rock
I forgot
I don't belong here
They remembered
To shove me back under
They remembered
I am not one of them
I must remember
I must remember
Dee Wyman Feb 2019
back up again
knowing I would
not fight
for my  life
right now...
a muderer would be disappointed
when I say, go ahead, there is no point
the abusers were right after all
I am a mistake
  May 2018 Dee Wyman
I will forever remember
Those beautiful deep brown eyes
That you thought were so plain.
But darling, you could not see:
how could you possibly see?
The way they shined in the sun
breathtaking hues of mahogany
Melting into golden rays
Circling an eclipse
your “plain brown eyes”
truly aren’t plain at all
they are a stunning mixture
of every color known to man
The most beautiful sunset on earth.
Your eyes are the most vivid memory I have of you, even after all of these months. You always used to call your eyes "boring and plain" and even called them "**** brown." But to me, your eyes were the most beautiful color I've ever seen. You know when you mix a bunch of colors together and it all turns brown? Thats how I viewed your eyes... The deep brown was just a mixture of everything you could offer the world.

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