Sherayne Rego Poems

Happiness, the feeling of immense pleasure
The absence of stress and fear.
It doesn't come easy, that blissful feeling
But when it does, it's always a soulful healing.
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She gets home tired. It wags it's tail with affection. It's love.
She's weak. She's there. Telling you you're made for bigger things. It's love.
Life confuses her. Knocks her down.
He's there, by her side. It's love.
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There she was. Broken inside.
Smiling like she'd got nothing to hide.
There he was. Almost giving way.
She wanted him to stay.
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The way he looked.
Confidence was his mate.
The way he smiled.
She was scared of falling, at this rate.
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