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A Poem based off of a painting.
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I believe there is a God.
Why else would life continuously
scatter within the stars.
I also believe that he made mistakes.
Not himself ..
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At times, I dream
Of a day that’s quite okay-
But instead I find
myself sleeping
With the ghost of yesterday.
Once, Twice, Three ..
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Look at me with those eyes,
The ones that hold galaxies and stars.
Let me get lost in them.
I want to inspect every twinkling orb
And..
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It was a look from across the room-
When Someone says
something and I thought of him. He wasn't thinking of me, was he?
It was still apolog..
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Like rubbing nails
along a chalkboard.
Its long claws
tease the edges of my skin.
It crawls from my toes
To the veins and arteries
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If I once became
Old
Or Sick,
Disoriented
Or, unpretty,
Would you still cater
To this tarnished soul?
Would you still gently k..
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You hit me
And cut me
With your words.
They bruise me
And scar me
Those repulsive words.
You think I am the problem,
That I ..
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Its a Villanelle
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It hurts me enough
To see you hold her hand,
But now that I know
That you're touching her like you did me,
It brings a bloody taste
To my dry ..
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