Dec 2017
Today I saw her.
Sad 'cause I didn't know her.
She walked passed my heart.
Now, I'm looking for her
And I don't know where to start.
.
Today I saw her.
I just know one thing,
That she looked like a flower.
She's not a tulip, a lilac or a daisy,
A rose, beautiful but quite deadly.
.
Today I saw her.
Will I ever know her?
Now the search begins,
Will I ever see her again?
Sad 'cause I didn't know her.
She walked passed my heart.
Now, I'm looking for her
And I don't know where to start.
.
Today I saw her.
I just know one thing,
That she looked like a flower.
She's not a tulip, a lilac or a daisy,
A rose, beautiful but quite deadly.
.
Today I saw her.
Will I ever know her?
Now the search begins,
Will I ever see her again?
I made a poem about a girl I saw at school. She's a beauty, pale skin, left part of her head is shaved, black accessories. She's the deadliest person I saw. She's a poison, yet an antidote.
