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Sep 2014
A smile that holds my heart
A person not willed to play the part
A creeping feeling that makes me sink
A thought that causes me to over think

A hug that steals away my affection
A face that seems too close to perfection
A stupid text that gives me hope
Only too tie my throat with a rope

A set of eyes that have me
A voice that sets me free
A note of a final goodbye
One that made me cry

Gorgeous is
What she is
Gorgeous is
What I’m not

Yet your smile holds my heart
Even your not willed to play the part
A creeping feeling that makes me sink
A ****** thought that only makes sense in ink

Gorgeous is
What she is
Gorgeous is
What I’m not

Your hug still steals away my affection
Your face still seems too close to perfection
Your stupid text still gives me hope
Only too tie my throat with a rope

A set of eyes that have me
A voice that sets me free
A note of a final goodbye
One that made me cry

- E. A. F
Elizabeth Fruin
Written by
Elizabeth Fruin  27/F/Durham
(27/F/Durham)   
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