Rey Contreras Poems

I love you

Like a drinker loves a shot
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I know you miss him
I know you wish you could kiss him
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No miss
I do not dare
I do not dare to stare
Yes, beauty is your curse
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The pain in which I bare leaves many to stare, they gaze upon my horrible self asking, what does this man offer?
This man does not offer fame, looks, or wealth. Oh how I wish for a new disguise to ease those constant staring eyes.
No not I
I still remain the same dreadful beast, the one who people love the least.
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Sugar that isn't so SWEET
Honey that isn't so GOLD
The heart that doesn't LOVE
The hand that doesn't HOLD
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Pounding is the heart beating in my chest
your body lay pressing closer to mine
I can feel your heartbeat through your skin
you grab my hand, and clasp so tight
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A beautiful beginning, now a tragic end

now you call me enemy, before you called me friend
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