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One of the first poems I've written that eventually led to me writing even more.
Submitted:Dec 4, 2011 Reads: 173 Comments: 2 Likes: 2
Self Conceited
The pair of eyes watch you everyday
The eyes don’t process you;
But the mind.
But it’s my eyes that admire.
Self conceited, it seems, that I would only admire your physical shell
I don’t know you, but I want to
Sappy and lovey-dovey it seems, but it’s true
Until I know you, everything in all,
Your outside will be the only thing that matters
Self conceited, I know, but you like me just the same
With all of the self conceit.
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