Melika Gillard Poems

So different but evidently the same,
unable to resist the smile
that stumbles upon my face
a feeling oh so pure
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Decisions to be made
Trust easily broken
So many lies told
Why is truth never spoken?
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In the stillness of the night,
I hear the voices of many
Some happy, some sad
and some terribly weary
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And for the love of Skoll, his eyes
So intense when he wants me yet soft when he needs me
How does one's imperfections attract me so?
Is it the pain that scars his soul
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