My heart aches whenever I’m arround you,
I like you, but we don’t fit together well.
Like a puzzle piece, broken at one end,
So the pieces are not connected just right.
I am a storm, brewing with anger and pain.
I am a raven, dark as the night and very strange.
You are the stars, mysterious and bright.
You are the winter, cold and very beautiful.
We are different from being perfect,
But too perfect from being different.
Anderson High School
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