Once there was a girl, beautiful, naive, a pearl. She would dream of fantasies unimaginable in this world. She would read her days away, oh how she loved to play. But now today is a different day, she is more. With each year she grows older as do I, and her age I can not believe it. For she seems so new. But growth I must accept for it will not cease, time shall pass, but she will always be a child to me. Happy birthday sissy!
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Dedicated to my "little" sister! (Even though she surpasses me in height) today is her birthday and I can't believe how old she is now honestly I can hardly even believe how old I am let alone her. She is so adorable and childish and annoying and I never want that to change. But anyways happy birthday to my sister, HPLondon.
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Angel's Poems
PoetryA collection of poems I have written some of which are in books of mine or posted individually for votes. Some of them are kinda cheesy or typical. I hope you like them. Also some of the poems were written specifically for the books that they are fr...
