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Friends Her golden hair flows like a river
Gracful as her walk
Her eyes pierce my being and make me wonder
Those beutiful, what pools of water
Overflowing beauty onto her face and body
Ever so beautiful eyes
Like a trap ensnaring my eyes and heart
Her soul that of a child
From the minute i met her
Something insideof me shivered
Feelings in my heart jump
you suck, i hate you, don't write poems that have anything to do with me.
thanx matt! i couldn't find brendan's comment, though. you gotta tell me where it is.