She was too simple,
Yet too fabolous;
She doesn't boast,
But she let us know in a ripple.
I thought, it's only a thought.
A girl who is everything.
Smart, pretty and ruling,
No one can, this can't be bought.
I'm lucky,
Lucky to have a friend like her.
It's like I am a winner,
Because she's the light when I'm bubbly.
I hope she won't change.
Will she?
The time can come so early,
So I hope her personality don't age.
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Withered Amity
PoetryI'll be your sidekick When you're the hero. I'll be your shadow As you light and flick. Believe me, I'm your deus ex machina.
