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She is a constant nuisance.
A consistent storm and reckoning.
She is incredibly infuriating.
A trigger hitting every nerve.
She is obnoxious and loud.
A boom of thunder in a quaint library.
She is rambunctious and random.
A picture of mild insanity.
She is also humorous and bothersomely so.
I cannot contain my smile and laughter.
She is also a joy and frustratingly so.
I must be better than myself.
She is a woman of the heavens.
One who is not chained to this world.
She is a lighthouse in an ocean of darkness.
One who is a calm in times of distress.
She is the woman of my tender affections.
An ever fleeting dream escaping me.
She is the one I ever hope for and yearn.
A wish that I am neither worthy of nor deserving.
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d.k. lark
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PoetrySimp behaviour ngl. I hope she never sees this... This is my attempt at writing romantic poems in such a way that mimics or imitates the personality and attitude of some well-known fictional characters. Whatever or whoever the inspiration may be.
