I'm a fistful of glitter.
Wherever I go, everyone gets happier
Maybe it's the way I glisten and I sparkle.
I'm a fistful of glitter.
But inside, I feel more like cold marble
But since what you see is what you get
Just be careful not to choke on me.
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winter colors
Poesie"I first saw you on a September day Made me feel things I wish I'd never felt Too often, you took my breath away. Then came the winter, cold, lonely and hopeless, too Grey, a color I despised before you A color I hated after you." winter colors II...
