Looking at the stars I will say she is unique
I am mesmerized, her smile brings back forgotten feelings
I met countless girls, but only her got me dreaming
What else to say she is one of a kind
I dare to say, she's the most beautiful form of art
Everyone will agree there is no one like her
Life brings many gifts, I wish she was my present
Have I gone crazy, it ain't Christmas yet
Reaching a conundrum, none of it makes sense
I am in love with myself what a beautiful mess.
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KRYS
PoetryWe all want to be different yet accepted We all want to be unique yet fit in I am who I am, past, future and present I am krys. Small poems about myself, what makes me me. Krys the good and the bad, the poet, lover, human, and monster. Behind every...
