tyrone allen Poems

She is so pretty, never the less. From her head to her toes, she is so bless.

Her swag is so calm. Beauty undeniable. Even her mean streak be oh so likable. When i am around her, i get so shy. But when i am writing poetry, is when my heart speak that make her lips go wow.
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know how to treat a girl.

Love her until you can not love no more.
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On this day. The world makes no sound.

The peace in heaven, rain down on earthly ground.
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How can someone love a beast which only can be tamed by love.

How can one mind, make such a conclusion. That beast with human is such a rare confusion.
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A dying angel, bleeds to death, On the corner of broad way, while the rich man slept.

The man dreams of a forest in which he is lost.
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Iam blind, iam speechless, i can only breath.

I can hear though, the whisper in the wind.
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So sweet with a nice personality.

I can not have her though, this is where i face reality.
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Her eyes is fill with peace but her mind is really stressed.

Her baby cry all night, she never gets any rest.
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