I do drawings, I make cards, try to collect small gifts to give them to you.
Drop all the important things and design them for you.
Then I look at my own collection for you and I just imagine you already praising my efforts.
But you just take them.
Your lips do not curve to give me back a smile.
They don't open up to say "thank you!"
So at last, I appreciate myself.
#praiseyourself
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about a queen
Poetrywhere she writes about people or places or incidents that influence her in unique ways or just makes her bitter and make her think, in a way shaping her.