I thank you to my core,
One thousand read and more,
You are who these poems are for,
I'm glad you don't think they are a bore.
All the years crying on the floor,
My feelings never been heard before,
Waking up becoming a chore,
My heart was full and sore.
Through words my soul would pour,
As my mind and heart battled in a heated war,
My mind said, "it is you they will ignore."
My heart said, "it is you they will implore."
Thank you my friends my heart has been tore,
Open for you to explore,
Watching this ocean while sitting on the shore,
Taking away the pain I endure.
I will continue to write if you want an encore,
More pain in store,
Waiting patiently at the door,
For all of us to adore.
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Hey y'all I just wanted to thank you hoes for reading my shit. One thousand people? That's fuckin' crazy! I know it's probably not that big of a deal to all y'all but it is to me, especially since no one has ever listened to me before. So thanks :)
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