overdosed on compliments,
write her a song,
sing about her beauty,
sing about your love.
the world is hers,
striding with her graceful line,
she knows what she can accomplish
with her long pinky finger.
she attends the events,
photographs with the right crowd,
perfect, or so it seems,
when her mind is no where near.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
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