She has a heart of gold,
And a soul of silver
Yet her halo is transparent
From so much heartache
The wind carries her through the sky,
She walks upon the navy waves of the blue ocean
The moon illuminates her ivory skin,
Her kisses are like oxygen
She is unlike many others,
Who are focused on materialistic desires
She focuses on the art of life,
And the secrecy of conspire
Although many of users tossed her away,
She vows to devote to one lucky being
And that is how she'll always be,
To live and see another day
YOU ARE READING
Immutably Numb
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