Her eyes are like morning.
Her hair like the night.
Her lips are like darkness,
Her heart is like light.
Her hands like paint brushes,
Her feet like soft song,
We know she’s an Angel,
We’ve kn
own all along.
Her hair like the night.
Her lips are like darkness,
Her heart is like light.
Her hands like paint brushes,
Her feet like soft song,
We know she’s an Angel,
We’ve kn
own all along. 
2 comments:
Other people may think I'm weird, but this made me smile. There couldn't be a better title.
: )
Where did the other post go? I logged in earlier and read the first part and then got distracted when the party started, so i'm back to finish reading and it disappeared! I hope you put it back up, the part I read looked heartfelt and honest.
I hope you're doing well and the poem you wrote was so touching. You really know how to make a girl sob :)
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