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Nov 2017
Me, a simple girl
Her woah, is impeccable
Her smile is everlasting
Her love is like no other lover.
She laughs with the sun and naps with the trees.
Watching always waiting for a sign to arise from the dust.
Shes whole, she never alone.
And you just had a taste,but never her heart.
Her heart is gold and burns at the faint of touch.
She laughs at your ignorance
And crys for her soul.
Dreaming of a time, you could have known.
But one things she hates the most is time.
Labeling the past as though it gone, anticipating the future ,in hopes to plan the unknown
And watching the present slip away from her boney finger.
She wants quite, she closes her eyes and drifts away in the wind, melting in the sun, she goes deep into the ground,  cooling her tounge to the taste of freshly watered soil.
Muddy and bland, ***** and free.
Just like her.
Heart of secrets
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Heart of secrets  23/F/New york
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