a g h o s t , here but never present.
pale as m i s t ;
lips pink as a young rose.
eyes like two spinning black holes,
they take everything in.
one smile at me and the winter day felt like a summer's eve.
how the universe made such a soft hurricane is beyond me.
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the Angry Girl
Poetrysome things are better off unsaid but they were tossed in my head so i decided to scream. Original content. Lowercase intended throughout the book. Previously titled "Tossed Thoughts". Highest Rank: 4 in Poem, Poetry
