Her eyes are made of silver
Her heart it made of gold
Her mind is full of rubies
Her dreams are full of nights
She holds her sappiers close to her
As her memories turn to dust
Her arms dance in circles as blue birds float away.
The queen of the dawns.
This may seen sweet but there's more to this poem than you think.
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Poetry
PoetryPoems I've written. their sweet and I'm learning trying to get better so feedback is always great.
