Her Poem by Jerrell Frazier

Her



the rain starts to fall

as she starts to call

her beautiful voice goes

on and on

and the presense of her is like

breaking dawn

her dress flows like a beautiful song

and her face is flawless there's nothing wrong

you feel like your in love and your pain is gone

so u ask on a date and you go to a crystal blue pond

you look i the pond and see you and her

the stars above looks like a blur

soon you cry and the hot tears r her

she touches your shoulder

and you begin to holder

and love for her becomes quite bolder

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