Morning pep talk
You are so nice to see,
right in front of me.
Hair is perfectly a mess,
from the pillow, I guess.
You're someone I like to see,
in the morning in front of me.
This beauty in my frontal sight,
amazing sleep with me last night.
The wall behind is cheap laminate.
Then I open the medicine cabinet.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The pep talks only last until you see the site your in, reflected back in the mirror when you stop looking at yourself.
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Comments1
Surprisingly refreshing the ending puts a whole new view upon the situation. Great message. Loved it.
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