how about some red yellow and green

it needs to be seen

cross that bridge

it would not take long

the beauty of a song

notice the sky

nature with all its life

this is not a sacrifice

not a politician filled with lies

just a snapshot, true to his own thought process.

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 I used to believe that it was me.

That I was broken.

I used to believe that I was the reason you left; that I was too dark to be loved.

That I deserved to be left behind.

I used to believe it was me!

I looked in the mirror everyday and I cried praying to God that he fix me.

Thinking that there was something wrong.

Praying to God that he would make me worthy of your love.

I...

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