Melissa Schreuder Poems

I hate the way you make me feel,
I hate that you think you can read my mind,
I hate crying over you,
I hate that you say you care but you don't,
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My home is not a home,
not a place to call my own,
not a place where I can sleep peacefully,
not a place where I can sing or dance about it.
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You may call me crazy, but I think I'm
just being me.You may call me yellow
and green but I think I'm just
being my colorful me.
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She was cracking, but no one saw,
she was Bleeding, but no one cared,
she was broken, but no one fixed her.
She was blind, but no one helped,
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Close your eyes, remember, remember me.
take a deep breath, remember, remember us.
remember me when your day isn't going great, remember me.
remember me when your feeling lonley, remeber me.
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His eyes unleashes the beautiful
metamorphic butterfly's inside my stomach,
his smile sets my hart on fire, roaring hot flames,
his touch sends an earthquake of chills,
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Counting down the rage
thats explode out from your chest,
5,4,3,2,1,
the beating begins.
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I'm standing here in front of him
with red apple cheeks and with
stars in my eyes, his kiss like haven,
lips like clouds in the sky,
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She walks through the rain...
she walks through her door...
she sets her bag down...
walks to her bathroom...
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I can make you mad and hurt you,
but I wont,
I can stomp my feet like a little five year,
but I wont,
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