They had
a beautiful smile,
perfect eyes,
they were all
I wanted
and what I didn't know
I needed
They lit up a room as they walked in
They lit up a spark in this damp house
They lit up a smile on a face so foreign
They lit up something in me, that I never remember having
This person, this person had the eyes of an ocean
Not just because they were blue, but because they lost you every time
Their eyes were lightbulbs, always bright and blinding
Their eyes, seemed so similar to what mine used to be
The hair that sat on their head never stuck up
The hair on their head was always washed
The hair on their head was a familiar picture
That person, that person was all mine.. Or, were they?
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PoesiaThis story is told through poetry. It is about a young teenage girl trying to break free from their obsessive parents' chains and find someone who will love her for her. Over the course of the story, she does more extreme things to get her crush to...
