She wasn't a flashy thing,
To attract someone's attention, but a reflection
To blind eyes of ignorant.
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Souvenirs
PoetryEvery person or situation that came in my life has handed me a part of themselves, good or bad, they were like souvenirs for me. They made me feel something and make me go through unique emotions every time. Sometimes I got the same thing twice and...
Substance
She wasn't a flashy thing,
To attract someone's attention, but a reflection
To blind eyes of ignorant.
