Scattered hearts are as common as falling stars,
And yet she is true beauty.
One glance into her fire-lit soul burns,
But at once she is honesty.
Fickle heart and mind try and see through her, get to her,
Yet it is her who knows who is fickle.
She's the brain in the body and the body of the brain.
Everything she holds becomes treasure,
She is so much more merciful than Midas.
So I stand back and smile,
at this girl who all the while,
Sweet and Strong;
Kind and carefree,
I have called my best friend.
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Poetry Puzzle Pieces
PoesiaThis book is made up of poetry that I have written and have been encouraged to share. Some pieces have been previously written and posted, others have been drafted only on Wattpad. Started in 2016, finished in early 2018. Enjoy, Leah x
