Always running through my mind
No wonder you're always tired
It never seems to get old
Your hearty laugh
Displaying the most perfect row
Of glistening white teeth
Or your sincere smile
When I read my poems out loud
With my frog voice
But still you pretend
It's the most beautiful voice
On planet earth.
Full of hope joy and expectations Celebrating the arrival of my messiah It is you I have been waiting for Grinding to a halt feelings of despair Until I heard the story That saddens me Makes me feel minute Inconsequential Unwanted I am Just a little boy, immature Then I buckle my belt Through thick and thin Rain and snow, my aim is you I'll fight for my glory. #SOPHOCLES #Ayoife
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