The Sun

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Probably going to be the worst poem I've written so far, even though they've all been garbage recently, I'm gonna just apologize for that right now, to the three or four people that still read my poems
She's like the sun,
I keep wanting to stare,
But I just can't.
She's so perfect,
So radiant,
So bright.
She's full of life,
Full of warmth.
Full of love.
I can't help but want it all,
All to myself,
For myself.
I don't want anyone else to have it,
To have her.
I try so hard,
To catch my little sunshine.
Because even when sky's are grey,
She's still there to keep me happy.

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