How can you be flawless like that?
Beautiful hair, lips never cracked?
Nails shaped lovely, and hands like a pianist,
Eyes multi-brown, and the your smile the prettiest .
I don't think you realize I'm envious of you,
As I watch you smile, I feel blue.
You're so pretty, and I am not,
With my self, there's a battle e'ery day fought.
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Where We Never Look--The Forgotten Places
PoetryThis is a Poetry Book that I've been working on for almost a year. I write random poems when I'm inspired, so I hope you enjoy! #825 in Poetry November 24, 2016 #351 in Poetry November 26, 2016 (!!!!!!) #350 in Poetry November 29, 2016 #284 in Poetr...
