I am a hopeless dreamer and romantic although the former is more obvious, as it is contained in many of my poems. My poems are mostly reflections of my life, the struggles of adolescence, as well as my desperate confusion as to my thoughts on Catholicism, which is a large part of Polish culture. They are all dedicated to my best friend who I will always miss and love although my life goes on. IF ever she happen to glance upon my words after years of sepereation, I hope they offer her some consolation.
Cruel friend
Trust built on lies
Holding on to the wound
That will never heal
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Bound by my will
Sacrificed by my dream
I kneel before you
Hoping some day I can repay
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You drove me to this
To compromise myself
I never loved you
You never owned me
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Accused of vanity
I suggest accursed with vanity
Vanity fed by all the toys
all the presents from the uptown boys
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