Dark is frightening and calming...
Everyone is beautiful...
Tick-tock tick-tock...
My side is runny and speckled with seeds...
Beauty unlike any other...
The odd child in the corner..
Slowly driving by the small simple green house...
Mother, I am sorry for never treating you right...
And even though you have to go....  
Question my perfection but not my sincerity.....
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November-December 2011 Issue: Youthink Magazine