Your Face Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner 24
Your Face
When I look at your face, it doesn't bring be comfort.
It brings out all my fears.
It brings out all the anger that I hold inside.
I sometimes imagine myself singing horrible things to you.
I wish you never would have come into my life.
I've had it with your two faced personality.
No one can ever win when it comes to loving you.
Because you wear them out!
February 16,2015
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4/25/2024 5:28:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I've confronted those faces before. Love the line I sometimes imagine myself singing horrible things to you.