AngerA Poem by Donald Olds
I loved you for who you are,
not for what you have. You still don't see me for who I am. Only what I have. If you would just open your eyes and loook deeper into me you would see the real me. not what you want to see me as. So just open your eyes and look deeper within. © 2008 Donald Olds |
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