Not even the stars can
compare to her natural
beauty.
She is as beautiful as a
single small flower growing
within the cracks of the
lonely sidewalk.
Her every flaw formed
such a gorgeous sight that
If you knew her you’d know she
was like a dimmed star that can create an entire galaxy.
If she was a color she would be yellow.
So bright that you couldn’t stop
from smiling uncontrollably.
You see the color yellow is a happy
color and that’s what she is; yellow.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 1:28 PM UTC
Not even the stars can
compare to her natural
beauty.
She is as beautiful as a
single small flower growing
within the cracks of the
lonely sidewalk.
Her every flaw formed
such a gorgeous sight that
If you knew her you’d know she
was like a dimmed star that can create an entire galaxy.
If she was a color she would be yellow.
So bright that you couldn’t stop
from smiling uncontrollably.
You see the color yellow is a happy
color and that’s what she is; yellow.
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