Her nails were bloody red,With that grunge air surrounding her.
She was enigmatic and powerful...
And wasn't smiling too often,
But when she did- He smiled too.
Such a mistery they were.
So beautiful and young in
the hot late
summer night.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoeme scrise de mine in momente aleatorii. Copertă realizată de: @sleepinthemagicgardn