People seem to think
That I'm not very sleek
But I have a dream
Not to look low
But to be her hero
And lift my self esteem
She is so amazing
And yet so straining
In all of her gleam
Its her lack of focus
Does she even notice
My heart tears by the seam
And yet I have joy
For this is my ploy
Cause she is my dream!!
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My Poetry, my relief of the repetitiveness of everyday. When inspired by life, deprived of happiness, or motivated by love, I put my thoughts here.
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