Makeiah De'Ajahla Karmea Adams

See me shy and innocent,
Looks can fool those who don’t look deep.
My identity is a polluted river, never the same.
Made of stone, hard to get to,
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It’s the fire during winter, a canary, and a strawberry,
It sounds like waves on the beach, the wisp of the wind, and the chirp of birds,
It is the smell of a fresh baked cake, fresh watermelon, and smoke,
Hard, dark, and unusual is how it feels,
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A lover in a shallow pool,
Broken hearted, treated like a fool.
Continued the lies and hatred,
Dating someone who knew her best,
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The way you tuck me in a night,
Brightens my day.
The way you look at me,
let me know you are here for me.
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Love is how I feel for you,
I know you love me, too.
Love is an undescribed word.
Love can only be described,
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All my life I prayed for someone like you
And thanked God my blessings came true.

You mean the world to me and that is so true,
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From the first time I heard your voice
I knew you were the one for me.

I can not wait for the first time we kiss
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My life is reckless.
Not worth it anymore.
It is not worth it.
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I watch the rain,
As it goes drip, drop
Across my watery face,
I soon remembered that day.
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On the sunny day,
Where the ocean was whispering,
The birds were talking, chirping loudly,
She still didn’t awake to the noise.
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Trust is something,
Every relationship needs.
It’s a bond that can be broken,
Into pieces like a shattered vase.
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It kills me to know,
We could never be,
Our love can’t grow.
I wish it was back,
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Beauty of a dove,
The goddess of love,
Sitting in the jungle.
Under the tunnel.
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Your eyes,
Are the sparkles,
Of a diamond gem,
On her ring finger.
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A precious gift,

She holds so tight,
He watches over his gift,
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Look at me now,
Think I’m shy and innocent,
Looks would fool you,
Because my identity is deep.
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It means intelligent, loving, and helpful,
It’s the number 9,
It’s like an apple,
It’s like a Christmas dinner with my family,
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