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GhostOfTheEmptyGrave

Published: Dec 16, 2013

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I think I'm in love
With someone I don't deserve
To me she's just perfect
In every possible way

The white of her skin
The black of her hair
The shadow in her eyes
All together make my day
Much easier to endure

We only talked a few times
But she could be the one
The one who will save me
From my life of misery

But how will she react
When she sees my scars?
When she knows about my demons?
When she realizes I'm broken (beyond repair)?

Will she accept me for who I am?
Or just walk away?
I only want her to be happy
If not with me
Then in any other way she wants

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AnnaBellLee17

Feb 2, 2014

nice poem

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