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David Aug 2014
Her body resembles the ocean,
Her hair is as wavy as the ocean's waves,
Her eyes as bright as the moon's reflection on the ocean,
Her kiss as cold as the ocean's water,
Her skin as soft as the beach's sand,
But she is deadly,
Be sure not to swim off into that body of hers,
If you drown you'll see whats inside,
You'll see her inner beauty,
Be sure not to fall in love with her inner beauty,
Because if you do,
You'll never want to leave,
But to her you'll just be another one of her victims.
imadeitallup Jun 2014
It's true, what they say
people are mirrors
I look into your eyes
everything is backwards

What you see,
eyes and lips
hips and thighs
dirt and twigs
curves and lines

If my proportions
are enough, but
not too much
then...
I have your attention
and maybe
If I press my clothes
burn my hair
paint my face
maybe you will
like what you see?

What would I see?
If you never told me
I was beautiful
When I cover up
brush my hair
across my face
then...
would I know?
could I see?
The girl that's dying
inside of me.

— The End —