Let me tell you about this girl, Annie
She's admired by so many,
Too bad she doesn't know,
'Cause she's stocked in being an old soul
She will read books in friday nights,
She loves staying away from those dancing lights,
She listens to music and started dancing across the hall,
Then she closes her eyes and feel the melody from her grandma's turn table
She won't appreciate an expensive gift,
A simple letter can make her heart skip,
A poem can make her smile,
A novel can make her cry
Her eyes can make the world stop,
Her voice that makes everyone drop,
Her lips thats in classic red,
Her tears that can make my heart wrecked
So let me use this poem to introduce her,
The girl that I'll love forever,
The one that I fancy,
And I'm proud to say, that she's my girl, Annie.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events, and incidents are either products of the authors imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual events, persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.
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Special thanks to Farren_17 for the wonderful book cover!
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