She Could..
Her light eyes danceHer lips create a smile
Her head is held high
Her personality is wild
His dark eyes are shattered
His lips are dull and sad
His head his hanging on thin strings
That make his personality seem bad
She could fix his eyes so they shine
She could fine tune his smile
She could add a few more strings
So that his head is held up high
Poetry by Sarah Mae
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Written on 2009-06-27 at 09:07
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