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Clare Veronica Jun 2016
And when I thought
I could never love again
I met you.
Clare Veronica Jun 2016
He told her
she was
like pottery;

*fragile
but beautiful.
Clare Veronica Jun 2016
There's something about her
that makes him caught up in his words
and sets his soul to rest.

Eyes that outshine even the morning star
and puts the sun to shame.
Infinite depth of her stare,
reflects beauty and lets you see
a mind that only makes her
althemore perfect.

With soft gaze that rivals
the moon's reflection on the ocean,
she holds innocence in the most simplistic form-
*flawlessly beautiful
Clare Veronica Jun 2016
But would you still stay
If I have run out of words
To make you laugh?

Would you still stay
If all that's left
Is silence?

— The End —