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Valen Powell Nov 2014
All she wanted was a taste of perfection,
Yet all she found was chaos, sweet beautiful chaos.
It was always in her mind and she hid it with her smile,
But those green eyes can never lie.
A sensitive soul with a harsh exterior, she pushed hard    everyday.
She pushed herself and others noticed,
But it's never enough in those green eyes.
She seeks approval from all the others but hesitantly disagrees.
For those green eyes look through her, disapproving.
Intuition and intelligence storm over her hearts desires,
A burning beautiful chaos in her mind.
A placid shell always hiding
The hurricane brewing in those green eyes.

— The End —