Wednesday, August 8, 2012

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Her long black hair it flows like a wind in a night sky
It covers her porcelain face across one eye.
She would look at me so deep and within, but I
Know she will go back to him.
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Nathan Reynolds
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Guy Lip-more 10 August 2012

Nice write fellow poet.

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