Two guys,
both so sweet.
The cutest people
you'll ever meet.
One calls me angel,
the other cutie.
One is shy and sweet,
the other quite zooty.*
They both make me happy,
they both light me up,
but thinking about them
is making me corrupt.
The pressure to choose one
is killing me so softly.
I wish the weight of all this
would just get off me.
I can't take it anymore,
I just want both.
It's hard to choose only one,
there hasn't been any growth.
I wish there was some sort of sign...
I've been looking everywhere,
even in that brain of mine.
I wish I knew just what to do..
Who will I choose?
I have no clue.
*Zooty; To be flashy or showy.
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RandomFrom the author of Markiplier, CrankGameplays, and Jacksepticeye Imagines: A poetry book that allows you to enter the mind of Angie Agosto, and see where she gets her creative ideas from. These poems will be deep, sad, sappy, and very real. Enjoy!
