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Sorry

What’s the weather likeĀ 
I don’t know what to wearĀ 
Here I’ll help you choose
I don’t know what day it isĀ 
Here I’ll help the bluesĀ 

I’m angry and sad I can’t complain
Because the words just won’t come outĀ 
They look at me, I’m just a number they hate it when I shoutĀ 

I know your thereĀ 
With a heart that caresĀ 
I feel like a pain

The confusion each day but the love you portrayĀ 
You are keeping me saneĀ 
Thankyou for just being there you don’t even have to say a word
It’s just that presence of a loved one and a heart that caredĀ 

Sorry I’m not the same, Ā but I will be always be young at heartĀ 
Thankyou for everything , being together not apartĀ 
Anger comes with stumbles I didn’t mean to you make you mad
Just you there please don’t go I’m just scared and I’m sadĀ 

Stay a little whileĀ 
Just your voice will simply do
My hand is near, Ā and my love tooĀ 

Ā 

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The fish of the sea

Hi Dominique! Sorry! It's been ages since I have commented on your work. This one stood out to me. I liked the sense of having a conversation with onself. Such a stylistic feature and one that I like to apply to my writes too! A sense of strength from this one too, a changing body but not a changing heart. Such fantastic poetry.

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