The One-Eyed, One-Horned, Flying Purple People Pleaser


United States
40° 15' 22.9392" N, 75° 50' 30.39" W

I process

I pace

I pause--

           I pace

I peck, I pedal,

I'm puzzled 

I'm constantly pondering people

I pray I get it right

I pacify

I'm satisfied, only for a moment

I'm plagued, poisoned

That's the price

I AM a people pleaser.


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