He was like a ball of sunshine
He sounded great on paper
But always hurt you in the mornings
Without him, you wish for him to come back and make you feel better
But when he does come you beg for him to go away
For he hurts you
Physically and emotionally
Always waiting for his time to shine
To shine so bright that you go blind
And then he makes you go to work
But he still has a great reputation
And he always will
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryA ton of poems I wrote, quite personal and updated sporadically.
