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Alice Sep 2017
The beholder of a
beautiful soul,
will forever be at peace with ones inner self.

For here lies a blossoming tree;
grown by the beauty seen through
their eyes and mind.
Alice Apr 2018
Absent all year round
The seasons come and go
But once again you Spring
Up

Daffodils.

So bright
Full of
Life

You rise.
Without fail.

Year upon year, a reminder of who’s gone
But that you will return
To my heart
Like a flood,
Rushing through me.
Alice Sep 2017
Fondness of looks
Panders lust

Lust dreams of love

Whereas, love;
Love is content.
Alice Sep 2017
Focused on the reflection,
You forget your outer perception.

Body dysmorphia,
Obsession.

True projection through hindsight reflection.
Alice Sep 2017
Searching within may seem daunting,
But here, a secret sound-fully lies

Uncoverable when memories of tasteless words spoken can be accepted and overcome
For then, a clear mind exists.

— The End —