I wrote this for my English class. Enjoy.
I've seen your tears,
I've heard your cries.
I've watched as you analyze.
Every hair and freckle and patch of skin.
Every pimple and scratch or poke from a pin.
You always see the bad things,
But do you know what I see?
I see a girl as pretty as can be.
Now you may not believe me,
But darling it's true.
So why are you always so blue?
I'm the mirror on your wall,
And do you know what I see?
I see you, and you're perfect to me.
Thoughts?---->
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Poetry
PoetryMy semi-decent, mediocre poetry that you'll either enjoy or laugh at how much it sucks. Enjoy.
