A man so clean, and gentle
I couldn't believe my eyes
A sharp nose and jaw
With sparkling eyesHe spoke with elegance
And graceHe was anything but bland
He could speak for hours on end
About absolutely nothing
And I'd still be a awake
In the middle of the night
Listening to every wordHe was a shooting star
Lighting up the world around him
He left a trail of light behind him
Everywhere he wentBut behind his fading trail of light
Lay the stars
Of endless possibilities
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Spilled Tea
PoetryPoetry written on the daily life of a teenage girl. Feb. 23, 2019 - #2 in #welding Feb. 25, 2019 - #1 in #welding April 8, 2019 - #207 in #afraid April 15, 2019 - #192 in #alone June 17, 2019 - #84 in #growingup June 17, 2019 - #94 in #goodbye June...