Rae Dahlia Poems

You used to be beautiful.
Your eyes were happy and bright.
Your face filled with creases from your immaculate smile.
Your hair was long and carefree, made for the wind.
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Forty days, you say you need.
Forty days and you'll be free.
Forty days and Forty nights.
Forty tears and Forty fights.
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I was hesitant to take the first step out.
Eying up the beautiful being standing before me.
His arms open and mouth moves.
I could feel the intensity of the chills his small fingertips gave.
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I'm searching for the 'hows' and 'whys.' Yet in return I only recieve lives.

I didn't want to fall for you, cause what has happened I previously knew.
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