Red is always in style
when you're around.
Tingles run down my
back when you speak
with that deep voice
of yours. Oh how I adore
the sound.
Your eyes are a vibrant
green. You'd think your
personality would be as
brilliant as your eyes but
it turns out your the
meanest of the mean.
You wear the shade of red
as if it were a mask. Staying
away from me because you
know that I am on the brink
of figuring you out, and people
not figuring you out was your supposed task.
You have always been my
red masked babe. A big ol'
softie on the inside, so
adorable, so cute. Cute
enough to crave.
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Me, Myself And I
PoetryThis is a poem book about a few things that others don't know about me. Some depressing, some are happy and some are mean. Through these poems, I express my true emotions about certain things and certain people. Please read with an open mind. Plea...
