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Glamorously she walked out of the bedroom ****** feet on the cold wood ****** floor She looked through the window; The window which faces nowhere In her silent look; She soliloquized 99 questions, but no one heard Idea captured her imagination; lightening speed She is enchanted by his silky voice and craftiness A face for her he invented Behind it she died, prayed, lived and died She wore it so graceful When she died no one knew she had died twice Though she is dead, she still lives Though she is dead, she still speaks A face with feet walking on eerie Elm Street Browsing through dark alleys in search for a new client He is a romantic ****** Silently, he has killed all his prey with one shot A cut through shot to the heart Fairest daughter of the King; Arouse not thy love until it so desires He is too good to be ignored at first sight She is struggling to control herself He came here because of her She is thinking it’s her moment The voice in her heart; too loud She can hardly hear her own voice Shhhhh… A silence A flashback She recollects mom last words on her dead bed Out of her purse; a portrait picture she pulled A perfect image of mom’s assailant is on the dance floor A walk away to the exit door which leads to destiny; eternity She was not ashamed losing momentary fame The long silent walk through the side walk; A victory lap to the podium for a gold medallion Copyright 2014:GOG|McDaniels Gyamfi
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 11:47 AM UTC
Oh, Fairest Of The Fair !!
Glamorously she walked out of the bedroom ****** feet on the cold wood ****** floor She looked through the window; The window which faces nowhere In her silent look; She soliloquized 99 questions, but no one heard Idea captured her imagination; lightening speed She is enchanted by his silky voice and craftiness A face for her he invented Behind it she died, prayed, lived and died She wore it so graceful When she died no one knew she had died twice Though she is dead, she still lives Though she is dead, she still speaks A face with feet walking on eerie Elm Street Browsing through dark alleys in search for a new client He is a romantic ****** Silently, he has killed all his prey with one shot A cut through shot to the heart Fairest daughter of the King; Arouse not thy love until it so desires He is too good to be ignored at first sight She is struggling to control herself He came here because of her She is thinking it’s her moment The voice in her heart; too loud She can hardly hear her own voice Shhhhh… A silence A flashback She recollects mom last words on her dead bed Out of her purse; a portrait picture she pulled A perfect image of mom’s assailant is on the dance floor A walk away to the exit door which leads to destiny; eternity She was not ashamed losing momentary fame The long silent walk through the side walk; A victory lap to the podium for a gold medallion Copyright 2014:GOG|McDaniels Gyamfi
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 11:47 AM UTC
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