amazing

Thanks Everyone

I think it is a great profile and you sound like a wonderful man. Just give it sometime and also take the initiative. :)

a very nice and sincere write
you are a very lovely sweet and sincere lady

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how the days pass by so slow
how the nights are cold
and how these days are old
how many lights a twinkle through my sliding glass door
like fire opals amidst the earth and sky they sparkle, city lights
one day they will be no more
everyone wants to pair up before the world ends
I too am not immune to loneliness

many stars in the sky and I am one many light years apart
on the bus I am in my own milky way
billions of bodies of lights around me as I speed up through hyperspace
when I shop I am a distance away
I hear what you say but I do not relate
while I walk about town I am in my own sector
I see you too but I do not decipher
I am out of part
and out of place
is there one alone like me
we can meet underneath the stars
we can walk us two instead one
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thank you

lovely

Shell

please don't pick me apart
please don't break my heart
I do not know how to act
and at times I fall apart
I worry about being judged
but I myself am overcritical
of others and myself

I can be an airhead and aloof
and at times I just don't care
I am a clam in its shell
a fortress behind it's wall
and when I am nervous I lose my train of thought
I do not know how to act
and I have trouble opening up
I am like a clam in its shell

no one really knows me
and sometimes I do not know myself
all I know is that I fear what I need most
and I fear I may not know how to give it out
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that is beautiful and amazing Sharris :)

thanks everyone your comments mean so much to me :)

and so I say to myself do not do this
open your heart and you will receive a beating
hope for love and you will be disheartened
soon enough you will be rejected
you will be worst off then you once started
rather to be admired from a distance
than to be scoffed up close
do not do this

it is hard to keep up appearances
a mans eyes are not always complacent
and easily they are offended by imperfections
in his heart I have no right to be but be for him
his eyes are likely to wander and they easily unconvinced
and certainly they are aggrieved by fault
he is natures foremost critic
and as for us women we are different
but no better
we too are at fault

so better for I to be as an acquaintance
even so a man seeks comeliness in his companion
he does not want to be seen with a lesser beauty
his image rests upon me
what a burden

so I say leave me be
I only want to be your friend a platonic relation
his lips says yes but in his heart he loves provocation
he feels that he is equipped to the challenge
so what am I to do
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thank you everyone

A second look

I am alone
I have no one
I am here without a love
I wither away a little each day
and I do not know when he is to come
there may not be a one for me
I give up hope a little each day
for since my youth I was a brute
unwanted unloved and unlovely
always passed up at a dance
I tried to fit in
but never could

so why would a man like you want to love me anyway
in High School you would have never given me
a second look

and so I straighten my hair and do not eat
so a man like you would receive me
but what I am to do when you ask to see me
in a bikini
when covered I am what your mind imagined me to be
but when disrobed you will find fault and think less of me
and so I do not eat and would rather starve then to have you distaste me

a detestable look is worst than death and the rejection cuts so deeply
and even worse
is when you snub me
and worse than this is when you stay
but not because you love me
and so I would rather starve then to have you avert from me
but what to do when your friends tell you that they do not like me
that I am not cute and the fifth wheel
what will you think of me
will you defend me
and if so for how long
and so I do not eat and would rather starve then to have you turn against me
and what is worst is when you look at her and then wish I wasn't me.

so why would a man like you want to love me anyway
in High school you would have never given me
a second look
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