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Shey.
A beautiful butterfly,
with wonderfully ripped wings
flys in circles
unsure of what to do,
how to stop.
Her eyes glisten grief,
and she rarely smiles.
She walks around
like a zombie,
totally dead on the inside.
Pushing love away,
pulling hate in.
From time to time
I watch her
memorizing her face,
the look of disappointment
always on it.
I want to kiss it all away
but I can’t.
Sometimes I want to reach out
and speak to her
but I never do.
I would tell her everything’s alright
she has a shoulder to cry on
ears that will listen
You don’t need tears anymore.
But such a gorgeous girl
doesn’t want me.
I remember rosy cheeks,
that made my day
and nails
that weren’t bitten off.
I remember ridiculous jokes
that you always knew
and stories
you were proud to mention.
Where is that girl now?
Oh wise women
stop thinking of yesterday
and try today.
I will help you,
even if you don’t want me too
because I love you,
like obese children love McDonalds
you’re something I can’t picture
ever leaving my life
even though you don’t know
you’ re such a huge part in it.
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