Poems from Dessellee

my mother says she doesn't know why I care so much, what people think of me. isn't this the way you raised me, mother? "I can't wait...
When my mother first gave me black eyeliner It had glitter encased within don't make yourself look like a whore I was told with all the...
When I hold your hand My fingers are always tighter Than yours I'm starting to wonder If this leaks into other Parts of us like Rainwater...
I know I am white You do not have to stare At me With your doe eyes And envy I know I am white I hate this skin Keeping us apart This...
If you love him Waiting will be simultaneously The easiest and most difficult Thing in the world If you love him Do not tempt him Do not...

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