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I'm not a perfect angel
Nor will I ever be
Because there is no such thing as perfect
And that is a guarantee
We all have our own opinions
And we won't always feel the same
So don't get mad at me over it
Because I don't play the game of shame
I'll say whatever is on my mind
No matter how harsh it may be
'Cause if it is the truth
Then it should be told for all to see
Please don't order me around like a robot
I'm a human being not a slave
I wasn't born to serve you
And I'd rather live then be put into an early grave
Why must you sit here and lie to my face
When you taught me as a child that lying is a sin
In the end it won't get you very far
Because a liar never wins
Nor will I ever be
Because there is no such thing as perfect
And that is a guarantee
We all have our own opinions
And we won't always feel the same
So don't get mad at me over it
Because I don't play the game of shame
I'll say whatever is on my mind
No matter how harsh it may be
'Cause if it is the truth
Then it should be told for all to see
Please don't order me around like a robot
I'm a human being not a slave
I wasn't born to serve you
And I'd rather live then be put into an early grave
Why must you sit here and lie to my face
When you taught me as a child that lying is a sin
In the end it won't get you very far
Because a liar never wins
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If I'm gonna tell it
Are you hurting, girl?
Sad girl
Faithless girl
Never love another girl
You're nobody's baby girl.
Not anymore.
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It was the day you walked away,
The day you said goodbye.
It was then.
I stopped smiling when you left me.
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When I am old and grey
When I have children who no longer visit me
And I have grandchildren who don't remember me
When my husband's dead and gone
And I am quietly wasting away
In some hospice where the smell of antiseptic
Masks the scent of death as it settles into my bones
It'll still be you.
I will love you.
Literature
We Only Exist In The Now
Her eyes wide, the girl stood in front of the mirror. Its surface was covered in condensation. Tentatively she reached out and touched the cold sheen of reflective sweat.
Within the mirror her lips moved, yet in real life they remained stationary, "You are the story teller....?"
Slowly, she nodded, "I am the story teller."
The mirror girl continued to speak foreign words, "Then tell me a story."
This time the real girl shook her head, "I have no story to tell...."
Smiling, the mirror girl flashed her demonic teeth, "Tell me about how he used to sneak into your room at night. Tell me about how he beat
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Contradiction
Because I only smile when I'm crying
I'm only honest when I lie
And I can't do anything well anymore
But this is me, and I'm alright.
Yes, this is me, and I'm still breathing.
This is me, and I'm still here.
And if you thought your words could change me,
This is me, and I don't care.
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::: This poem has been stumping me for a while and I think I finally am able to say I have finished it. Feedback is always appreciated :::
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Very well written, powerful and so true! I'm very proud of you, Savy. Keep on writing. You're getting better at it all the time. This work expresses your sentiment very well. Nicely done!!! [link]