Jessie Peter Poems

When?
When i see partiality before my eyes,
wonder if i should report or play nice.
When taken for granted,
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That which was not mine,
neither was it thine.
We fought over it like it were wine,
ended up calling each other a swine.
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The infant looks around and wonders...
To love in her mother's embrace she surrenders.

The child holds the father's hand as they walk through the forest.
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Sowed a seed, let it grow.
T'was tendered, let it bloom.
Time passed, covered with sorrow.
Burnt in the sun, a mark of gloom.
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Its one of those days when no one calls,
and i think i have all the flaws.
When friends are busy,
and i sound fussy.
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Poems we write,
about things that are in sight.
About what we have felt,
and with it how we have dealt.
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Every time my head throbs,
i realize its because of my carelessness.
For every time your head throbbed,
i realize its because of my carelessness.
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Would you stop by just to see how i was?
Would you stop by only if you have a cause?
Would you stop by if i said that i missed you?
Would you stop by if you missed me?
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Lingers all the time.
Outwardly shown by some.
Vast as an ocean, does'nt cost a dime.
Engraved within for the only one.
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</>i fell low.
Waiting for a glow that'll raise me...

I feel down.
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