Depression (unfinished)

Depression
is the breath
of death.
A small dose
on a rose
so black.

poem by Kiva Forsmark
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What Do You See In Me?

What do you see in me?
I don't get it,
I'm not cool, I'm a loaner,
I'm not beautiful, I'm ugly,
My eyes are dull, not beautiful,
I'm annoying, not fun to talk to,
I don't get it,
What do you see in me?

You're my complete opposite
I don't get it
You're cool, you're not a loaner
You're beautiful, not ugly
You're eyes aren't dull, they are beautiful
You're not annoying, you're fun to talk to
I don't get it,
You're my complete opposite

How can you love me?
How can I love you?

poem by Kiva Forsmark
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