I look around as if I am powerful.
I can not see beyound the beauty
Of the eyes of the beholder. I don't
think that you understand why I am here.
...
I love how stars come out and give us the hope that maybe tomorrow is promised.
I love how when I smile it lights up someone’s face.
I love how something’s never make since.
I love how people are always judging each other.
...
Have you ever
seen someone cry
and never knew what to say?
Have you ever touched
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I am Jennifer Paris. I have lived in one place all my life which Prince Edward County. I have been going to PECSchools all of my life it seems. I am not a famous writer or poet. Even though some people say I have talent.)
May You Be Mine
I look around as if I am powerful.
I can not see beyound the beauty
Of the eyes of the beholder. I don't
think that you understand why I am here.
You just look at me as if I am dieased,
Why may I ask? I am not. I am as normal
as the leaves on the trees. I might add your
as beautiful as a shining suit of amor,
But yet do you think I am nothing. You are
as kind to your friends as I am mine. When you
look at me you trun up your noose as if I did something
terrible. When in reality I did nothing. You stare off in space,
who is it you dream of? Is it me? What must I do to make you
mine. The most devine lover of all the world.