3rd of December

3rd of December

A Poem by Anxiety
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inspired by https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GPUg7n8-M6o

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It's the 3rd of December still don't have your sweater 
cause it looks so much better on her than does me 
you only see as she walks by 
you stare into her brown eyes as she walks by 
what a beautiful sight 
She's got you paralyzed
so why would do like me? 
I'm not even a quarter pretty?
So go be with Heather on this 3rd of December 
cause she looks pretty, as she looks right into your blue eyes 
what a sight of romance on this 3rd of December 
You walk right past me, staring through me 
Am I invisible on this December 3rd? 
 I love your sweater wish I were heather 
This is the saddest December 3rd 
I wish I heather wearing your sweater 
looking into your blue eyes  
Why won't u give me your sweater on the 3rd of December? 
It's just cotton but u gave it to me before the 3rd of December 
why won't you look at me the same? 
Is it because Heather wearing your sweater on this December 3rd? 
but I'm not heather so instead, I'm crying on the floor of my bathroom
wishing I were heather  

© 2022 Anxiety


Author's Note

Anxiety
Thanks for reading this happy writing and reading. :)

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Added on January 4, 2022
Last Updated on January 5, 2022

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Anxiety
Anxiety

New york, NY



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