If you said you were sorry

would anything change

Or would I be given you

more rope for you to hang

If I went back would I

still make the same choice

Probably so, I like looking at you

I’m drawn to your beautiful voice

If I didn’t love you maybe

my life would not be so chaotic

But then I would sad dull

moving around almost robotic

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hey I don’t want to be a robot.

That moment you realize

There is a always a moment in

your life when you know

where everything changed

That moment before you say

“I do,” something causes you to pause

making your thought rearrange

That moment of hesitation before

you ask that question you really

don’t want to know the answer to

That moment you come

home early from work and you

partner is so startled and surprised

That moment you realize evertyhing

up until this moment

has all been lies

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Can you call me beautiful?

Can you call me

beautiful, that’s all I

want you to say

To look me in the

eyes, allow me to

take your breath away


Can you call me

beautiful, that’s all

I ask of you

To see only me

tell me no

other women will do


Can you call

beautiful as you hold

my hand  with pride

And when we walk

in public, smile with me

do be ashamed nor hide


Can you call me

beautiful and let

the world know it’s true

Just to hear those

words, forever, I will

always love you


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That feeling you get

That feeling you get

when your mom leaves

you there on the first

day of school

That feeling you get

when you accidentally

swim to the deep

side of the pool

That feeling you get

when you get off

the elevator on

the wrong floor

That feeling you get

when you realize

you just locked the

keys inside the door

That feeling you get

when it’s time to take

pictures and the

camera actually breaks

That feeling you get

when your in line

to eat a party

and they run out of cake

That feeling you get

when nothing seems

right and everything is

in panic and in a haste

That feeling you get

when you feel like

you have just

been misplaced

The show she puts on

She walks with

her head held high

She ignores the smirks

and sneers of the passerby

She hears the whispers

spoken behind her back

She knows her imperfections

and the beauty she lacks

She feels the laughter

and know there is nothing she can do

Yet she walks head high

to put on a show for you

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