Best Poem of Walrus Fat

Catching Beauty
The way I see her,
The way I look at her,
Staring in her eyes,
I see nothing,
but beauty.

She walks by,
Not a word exchanged,
She does not catch my eye,
Why doesn't she look me in the eyes?
I want to love her. . . .
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The Life Of My Love
Her beauty shrouded,
Her personality hidden,
In crippling anxiety,
From which her depression is driven.
Her true self,
Only to be shown in flashes of happiness,
Small moments of laughter.

All the while,
She's so hard on herself,
Her emotions contagious,
Infecting . . .
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