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If I should die,
And you should live—
And time should gurgle on—
And morn should beam—
And noon should burn—
As it has usual done—
If Birds should build as early
And Bees as bustling go—
One might depart at option
From enterprise below!
’Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with Daisies lie—
That Commerce will continue—
And Trades as briskly fly—
It makes the parting tranquil
And keeps the soul serene—
That gentlemen so sprightly
Conduct the pleasing scene!

She is nothing but an
Incubus for self-pity she's
Pathetic she sits and she
Creates senseless thoughts
And she wails and rots from
The inside out and without
A doubt she will dig
Deep into this hole where
There are others to blame for
Her obvious flaws
She drowns herself senseless
And I'm just in awe there's
No excuse for this
Amiss I
Have no empathy for you
You disgust me.

So tired of
Swearing I see
A light at the end
Of this god-forsaken tunnel but
Each time I've almost reached it
It goes out and
I toss and turn at night
Try to turn this around but
It is stuck in reverse I
Think I've got a handle but
Each time it all slips away
And at the end of the day I
Know there is not a way it is
Hopeless.

My body is my temple
Like the English rose that will bloom
The goddess of my kingdom
To the scent of my perfume.

The beauty from the waterfall
That runs down me crystal clear
The magnetic feel of my touch
I can declare to be sincere.

The mystery that you yearn to unfold
Like the unwritten story desired to be told
I stand in the background, but have no disillusion
For I am not the fantasy,I am not just an illusion.

The calm from the Ocean
While the breeze flows through my hair
Close your eyes, As I inspire to share
I’m the goddess you’ll find
As I know; I’m unique and one of a kind.

I need to ask a question
To all you guys out there
For years this has been bugging me
And drives me to despair.  
  
Men seem afraid to speak to me
Though I’ve met them one time before
They make me feel like I’ve grown two heads
I don’t understand and I’m really unsure!

They laugh and smile with everyone else
And shy away in my direction
But as they pass, they discreetly smile
And that’s from my own detection.

I’m really confused and I don’t appreciate
When men speak to me, they look to the floor
Especially when they converse to others
Eye contact is given for sure!

I merely step back into the background
As I don’t seek too much attention
Why do men throw me a smile?
But at the same time convey me rejection.

A conversation, to be treated the same
Is all I’ve ever asked for
But as they engage on eye contact with me
Men throw me away and ignore!

I try to rewind the scenario
To see where I went wrong
I’m not a flirt but it really does hurt
When men can’t speak to me for long.

Do you think that you can enlighten me?
To why men treat me this way
I truly do not understand
And I invite you to have your say!