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Sep 2014
There she goes again,
Running laps through my brain, though
No competition.

Worlds couldn't compare,
To the way she says my name,
Slipping out like silk.

You inspire me,
Just by being beautiful,
Your pure intention.

I'll never forget,
How kind you were to me then,
Your pure honesty.

"Five syllables here,
And seven syllables there,
Are you happy now?"

Yes I was, darling,
Because I was there with you,
And you were with me.

Cuz I'm just some girl,
Like I've told you once before,
Who really likes you.
Haiku c:
Sheri Harrington
Written by
Sheri Harrington  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
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