Wednesday, June 18, 2014

plea

my mind
sketches a memory
of what you were

and i tear up
thinking about
what i am
now

wishing to be
the ideal
you want to see

hoping to be
the beauty
you've always wanted

willing to be
the only one
who will understand

if only you will
take my hand
and accept me

(please)


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