She was composed
of messy laughs
and an elegant soul,
of wicked grins
and a heart of gold,
of wild adventure
and a sense of home.
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Messy Bouquets
Poetry❝She was composed of messy laughs and an elegant soul, of wicked grins and a heart of gold.❞ my themeless thought dump of prose and poems
she was
She was composed
of messy laughs
and an elegant soul,
of wicked grins
and a heart of gold,
of wild adventure
and a sense of home.
