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    Me

    My smile broad and welcoming.
    Shimmer shimmer, white and bright.
    Reaching my eyes with great light.
    My smile a lie and a cover.
    My eyes bright and colorful.
    Bouncing with great delight.
    I know you can't see through them, right?
    My eyes untruthful and dark in hines sight.
    My laugh loud and happy.
    Booms with great power.
    Is it real or quite sour?
    My laugh fake and forced.
    My ora projects great enthusiasm and willfullness.
    If seen you'd think bright rainbow. 
    In reality it's dark.
    Could you keep the secret?
    My ora depends on who you are.
    My happiness thought to be plentiful.
    Always there and never fading.
    Fades as soon as alone.
    My happiness is triggered by company and disappears at the speed of light.
    My Dreams are thought to be of tall tales and impossible acts of magic.
    Always happy never dreadful.
    Always complete and never empty.
    My dreams are nightmares.
    My thoughts are to be of dresses and shoes.
    Colors as bright as the sun and as pale as skin.
    Fabric brand new and every girl's dream.
    My thoughts scare me, remind me, cause me the pain.
    This is me.
    Thought to be, and reality.
                                                          
                            
    My smile broad and welcoming.
    Shimmer shimmer, white and bright.
    Reaching my eyes with great light.
    My smile a lie and a cover.
    My eyes bright and colorful.
    Bouncing with great delight.
    I know you can't see through them, right?
    My eyes untruthful and dark in hines sight.
    My laugh loud and happy.
    Booms with great power.
    Is it real or quite sour?
    My laugh fake and forced.
    My ora projects great enthusiasm and willfullness.
    If seen you'd think bright rainbow. 
    In reality it's dark.
    Could you keep the secret?
    My ora depends on who you are.
    My happiness thought to be plentiful.
    Always there and never fading.
    Fades as soon as alone.
    My happiness is triggered by company and disappears at the speed of light.
    My Dreams are thought to be of tall tales and impossible acts of magic.
    Always happy never dreadful.
    Always complete and never empty.
    My dreams are nightmares.
    My thoughts are to be of dresses and shoes.
    Colors as bright as the sun and as pale as skin.
    Fabric brand new and every girl's dream.
    My thoughts scare me, remind me, cause me the pain.
    This is me.
    Thought to be, and reality.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    poetryprincess’s Poems (37)

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