The swinging beauties.
There is many of them.
Dancing upon nature or dancing upon a melody.
Enjoying their lives whilst they are young.
Red, Blue, red, pink, green, black so may colour to list,
the gorgeous beauties that swing in the wind.
Nothing is normal without a queen or a king.
They wear the crowns and win a prize only to be dragged by may beauties.
It's not their fault is. The beauties have their opinion.
Only they are the ones that chose to be Prom King and Queen.
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PoesiaPoems I have put In time to think about. They are both negative and positive. They have meaning. They maybe ones I believe strongly about and you don't believe in them that's fine.
