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"wwyd" poems
What would your 7 year old self say if she saw you politely refusing your favorite flavor of ice-cream ( Mint-chocolate chip goes best with warm summer nights) What would she think if she knew you drank coffee black? (You used to tell your mother that it tasted like gasoline) You skipped breakfast (Your dad made pancakes every Sunday morning) Ran until your lungs couldn't take oxygen fast enough (No one is chasing you anymore) Counting ever calorie (You never liked math) What would she say if she saw you hating yourself?
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Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 4:59 PM UTC
WWYD?
if I told you that you have the looks of a Da Vinci painting that your skin was soft as the canvas on which he was Raining his ideas what would you do? If I told you that your curvaceous body was vivid in its design that being around me as you are, and not playing a role to try to please was just fine if I wanted to tell the whole **** world you were mine... what would you do? If I said that your hair sat like a little trophy that every time I kiss your cheeks I love when they get all rosy that your lips are soft and warming like coffee early in the morning what would you do? if I said... that I'm falling hard for you that I haven't like this in forever because it's true that I've been hurt before and I swear my heart just keeps on yearning for more... what would you do?
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 2:02 AM UTC
WWYD?
What I’d give to be yours.
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Mar 10, 2021
Mar 10, 2021 at 4:13 PM UTC
Wwyd?