Her hair was scattered, the wind blew it all over the place, she hated that
She often covered her eyes with locks of her long brown hair to avoid the attention her deep blue eyes bring
She covered her long enchanting legs in thick wool stockings, she thought her legs were ugly
I watched her from a corner, this beautiful piece of art hiding behind her fear of public opinion
Her long brown dreaded hair, her deep blue eyes, her long legs, her deep brown skin....all made her a goddess
But she never knew, because she was always afraid of the way it made people look at her
They worshipped her and she didn't know.
She didn't love herself the way i loved her.
wolf
Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 3:11 AM UTC
Her hair was scattered, the wind blew it all over the place, she hated that
She often covered her eyes with locks of her long brown hair to avoid the attention her deep blue eyes bring
She covered her long enchanting legs in thick wool stockings, she thought her legs were ugly
I watched her from a corner, this beautiful piece of art hiding behind her fear of public opinion
Her long brown dreaded hair, her deep blue eyes, her long legs, her deep brown skin....all made her a goddess
But she never knew, because she was always afraid of the way it made people look at her
They worshipped her and she didn't know.
She didn't love herself the way i loved her.
wolf
