As much of a burden she has,
it seems hard to find her loving you.
As wonderful as she looks,
she cannot stand herself.
As much as you try to ease life up for her,
it is impossible to make her love life.
As much as she has been broken,
she leaves every gold piece behind.
As much as she is hurt,
she cannot understand why others smile.
As beautiful as she is from the inside,
she struggles to understand her true self.
She struggles to find her trust in God,
yet talks as if He is everything to her.
She can become one with everyone,
but she can't become one with herself.
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You Who Knows Best
PoetryThis is a series of love poems written by me. "May we meet where the eye can find its rest, And where our hearts beat for each other, even outside of our breasts."
