Her eyes rolled back
Was she dead
Bored
In ecstasy
No one could tell
A French song
Slipped past her lips
An enchanting melody
But she only knew Spanish
Maybe a curse
Had been lost in translation
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Silently Speaking: poems
PoesíaA collection of poems following the minds trail through an emotional rollercoaster.
Oddity
Her eyes rolled back
Was she dead
Bored
In ecstasy
No one could tell
A French song
Slipped past her lips
An enchanting melody
But she only knew Spanish
Maybe a curse
Had been lost in translation
