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Sep 2014
She
is as still as enormous walls,
as good as coffee in the morning,
no one could ever be as tall,
and yet she is calm like spring

is as brave as lions and tigers combined,
as bright as the afternoon skies
she could not be easily tamed,
she has her own plans to take

is as beautiful as the lit evening stars,
as **** as the burning flames of fire
she could handle all the past scars
and she is only mine to desire
Oops. *monkey covering his mouth emoji*
rufus
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   Frustrated Poet and ryn
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