His soft lips and melodic tone
Eyes that chill you to the bone
Hair the color of crystal ice
Normality, for him, just won't suffice
He broke your heart and caught your tears
Tucked your hair behind your ears
Left behind with nothing left
A victim of the greatest theft
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The Art of Being Human
PoetryA book filled with original poems by me and a few by some other awesome poets!
