The blade glinted in candlelight,
Her raven locks fell to the floor
Like ash left behind after a fire
Her past didn't matter anymore
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Shawty's Rhyme Book
PoesiaHere's a book of poetry which doesn't exactly rhyme. Each one may hold a thousand different meanings, but I just hope it means something to you... That's the only thing I need. Shawty❤ Highest Rankings: #36 in Poetry (09/06/2016) #1 in #lightpoetry...
Beginning Anew
The blade glinted in candlelight,
Her raven locks fell to the floor
Like ash left behind after a fire
Her past didn't matter anymore
