The light shone through the curtains
Creating a shadow on your face
Illuminating the parts that shone the most
You say that your dark eyes are ugly
But they sparkle with life
And that your hair is bland
But it's mess comforts me
I would play with your hair
Whenever I would get sad and lonely
You say that your body is fat
But it's curves and edges spur
My emotions of love and affection
Of just wanting to hold you close
And protecting you from others that
Will say otherwise
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Poetry"I'm dead inside." "Great same." ________________________________ 130th in Poem [180909] Completed as of [040119]
