Damian Dauthdaert

Her Name Is Bailey - Poem by Damian Dauthdaert

Her beauty was a wall of happiness
Her smile and laugh were my soul
Her language was that of sweetness
But now all that's left is a hole
She ignores me on a regular basis
Now its become a thing that's daily
Her friends whisper and talk about me
But I know nobody will ever see
The sweetest girl I've ever known
The sweetest girl named Bailey

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is about the girl I loved she didnt love me back so we were friends, now thanks to the pressures of society she doesn't even talk to me.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2012

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