Locked the room
Dimmed the lights
Drew the curtains
Danced in our nightsCurled our hair
Painted our nails
Changed our outfits
Powdered our faceDrank some berry juice
But acted as if consumed alcohol
When it turned real cold
Wrapped ourselves in a blue and black shawlRipped our hairs off
Applied some lotion
Spun round the room
And captured it in slow motionThen the next day
Standing undressed under the shower
Recollecting those memories
I felt I had no powerBut however it was
It was super fun
Obviously it was embarassing
Therefore, my sleepover was a big fat pun.
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Swords and Feathers
PoetryShort poems which may touch your heart<3 I publish completed poems, thus I have slid this 'complete' thingy on; but I would be publishing more poems!