The girl on the subway
dropped the handkerchief
that was sitting on her lap.
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I picked it up
only to find out it has
splattered inks of black.
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She came to me,
mascara streaked down
from her sun-kissed face.
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Her pretty brown eyes
were like sunset and I swear,
I couldn't look away.
—indialev
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 5:11 PM UTC
The girl on the subway
dropped the handkerchief
that was sitting on her lap.
------------
I picked it up
only to find out it has
splattered inks of black.
------------
She came to me,
mascara streaked down
from her sun-kissed face.
------------
Her pretty brown eyes
were like sunset and I swear,
I couldn't look away.
—indialev
