They're always standing by
Trying to draw your attention
Trying to catch your eye
Waiting in suspension for you to noticeLooking into the clear pond
They see only the definition of perfection
There's nothing not to be fond of
They've gained an affection for their complexionBut only their destruction and demise
Will come from their arrogance
For only having eyes for themselves
They will no longer see their elegance.
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My Heart: A Collection Of Poetry And Short Stories
PoesíaRandom, heart grabbing stories and beautiful poems.