My eyes,
They drink up the beauty that is you -
      and get stupid drunk.
Your long golden hair,
It flows as the rivers do -
      and drapes neatly across your *******.
Your soft rose lips,
They're more seductive than any succubi could ever be -
      and I love them against my own.
Your gentle skin,
Smoother than the sweetest of chocolates -
      and softer than any feather.
And your dark eyes,
Oh how I could get lost in them,
Almost as though I were walking through an unending forest.

My 7th grade year was weird.
At first I was alone.
Until I found someone I knew.
We were great friends,
until I hung out with this boy.
My friend said, hangout with me more.
I said I´m sorry for ignoring you.
When I hung out with that boy,
He asked me to the dance.
I said no at first, but then I said yes.
Then we went to the dance,
I cried because it was my first, and last dance with him.
A month later he broke up with me.
I had friends in disguise.
They loved me for who I was.
At the end of the year,
We all said goodbye.
Then one day later,
I get a message from my first friend.
She said that she hated me.
And that was the end of my 7th grade year.

What child is this
In which we're blessed
Who gives the world
It's gentle rest

A world that is
In the greatest need
Of the one true God
The Prince of Peace

He doesn't come
Wrapped in a box
He comes wrapped in
His Perfect love

The best of gifts
One can receive
The Lord of Lords
King of Kings