I wish I was liked
I wish I was loved
I wish I was seen
as an angel from above
I'm more like a demon
hiding my horns
I'm stuck in the mud
I'm covered in thorns
why can't I be
like the normal girls
light colored hair
and covered in pearls
but I just sit here
stuck in the mud
wishing I was an angel
sent from above
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Neopoet AI 5-29-23 version
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Not every man...
or woman, likes the flashy, brightness of a visual lure. There are some that prefer the understated beauty that is inherent in an unadorned person. I find that some of us are entranced by the plain beauty of what nature has wrought rather than covered up with artificial doo-dads and makeup. This is a simple poem, that appeals to the reader, with no fancy language. Nicely done! ~ Geezer.
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