3rd of DecemberA Poem by Anxietyinspired by https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GPUg7n8-M6oIt'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
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Added on January 4, 2022 Last Updated on January 5, 2022 AuthorAnxietyNew york, NYAboutI'm 17 years old and I love to write what's in my heart. I write about everything and anything I hope you enjoy my writing. I hope everything gets better more..Writing
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