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Never

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You can take pen to paper

And write how lovely she is,

How your heart beats steady when you are

With her.

She will think it was for a girl long gone,

The one you could not have.

You could play her songs of love

And hold her close.

She will believe that you dream of someone 

Else with more beauty,

More elegance.

You could hold her hand and draw her near,

She will never believe

She is good enough,

Smart enough,

Strong enough,

Pretty enough.

She will always believe you want more of someone else.

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Shallow End

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Multidimensional.

None of us are who we seem to be.

We walk around in the shallow end of 

Ourselves

Waiting for the tide to come in,

For the ocean itself 

To come to us.

Hesitant.

Unsure of our desires, our heartbeat, our 

thoughts.
When we should just run

And laugh and

Scream with joy as we

Leap,

As we

We rush in 

Overhead.

We are so much more.

So very much more.