Hello I am a meaning
A reflection of who you're seeing
I'll haunt your flaws
Hate you even more
Sit there. teasing.
Hello I am a ghost
Invisible to who I'm seeing
My pain is sore.
I'm made of more.
Than what you think I'm meaning.
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Author:
fayeisabee1 (
Offline) - Published: June 30th, 2017 13:27
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Great! Your poems are made of more than meets the eye.
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