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When I hear her voice      it rings      it sings, it soothes like a warm fireplace     and she smiles like she knows all your problems and       more than anything loves and understands. This gorgeous girl feather earrings orange and blue fingernails long dresses flowing She is poetry. She writes messily with tender hands that know how to hold a pencil like a weapon of mass **********     She creates. She makes She just pulls emotion out of the air and breathes it onto canvas, notebook pages,      the backs of my hands. She makes color    come alive. She is poetry. She is poetry   She is soul. She is kindess     She is color. She is passion
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Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
Elise (part 1)
When I hear her voice      it rings      it sings, it soothes like a warm fireplace     and she smiles like she knows all your problems and       more than anything loves and understands. This gorgeous girl feather earrings orange and blue fingernails long dresses flowing She is poetry. She writes messily with tender hands that know how to hold a pencil like a weapon of mass **********     She creates. She makes She just pulls emotion out of the air and breathes it onto canvas, notebook pages,      the backs of my hands. She makes color    come alive. She is poetry. She is poetry   She is soul. She is kindess     She is color. She is passion
michelle-reicks
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Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
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