Special Kind Of Things - Poem by Eman Awad
The kind of girls who loves in return,
and when it's over, it's really over for a heart on demand.
The girl standing alone with no lessons to learn,
though it doesn't seem like it, but her heart is in her hand.
*Special kind of girls..
A mortal human, living till forever,
never to miss a thing and his life is under control.
He's never alone or sad, never,
and yet he has virtue, he never sold his own soul.
*Special kind of humans..
Prince of the darkness but walks the day,
live a human's life but he rules and flies.
He fears not hell, and he lives away,
he's not torn or even touched by goodbyes.
*Special kind of vampires..
A blue sky and happiness is in the air,
success and love and laughter and joy.
And every one i love is there,
even the dead, so, there's nothing i wouldn't enjoy.
*Special kind of days..
Loving parents and caring brothers,
we stand together through it all no matter what.
Here's where my heart for nothing bothers,
those people are my stone and all i've got.
*Special kind of familys..
And all of these things in one world,
all together to bright up my world.
*Special kind of needs...
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