she is just heaven
when she starts to hurt like hell
when she is away from me
showing me her anger.
she is peace
when i am mess
when she is away from me
showing me her anger
she is fun
when every party without her seems bland
she is mine
when her most treasured belongings
are reminders of me
and you know,
i love her
when my tongue is tied to my heart
where my eyes watch my fingers
typing this just for you
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