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Third Person
Contributed by
Durango
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Friday, 30th March 2018 @ 05:05:26 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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She lets the wind blow back her hair,
Wets her lips with a teasing flair,
Shell give you what youre worth
With her savior-faire.
She never cries twice in one day,
Always has a joke to say,
She knows how to please a man
When she wears that skirt, and walks that way.
She holds beauty in every moment,
Knows every act and scene of Hamlet;
People are seen for who they are
Through insightful eyes of her spirit.
She has goals not dreams,
Can see through your best schemes;
She writes songs without titles
But always delivers on themes.
Shes the coeval girl on top,
Wont slow the day to stop;
She can speak with but a smile,
And laughs with her head up.
Shes frugal with her money,
Guys and gals are. hey, honey;
She finds religion in music
And sees some cruel things as funny.
She calls New York her home,
And talks on a pink cell phone,
Her attitude is simple;
Love her--or leave her alone.
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Durango
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Re: Third Person
(User Rating: 1 ) by softerware on
Thursday, 5th April 2018 @ 05:47:00 AM AEST (User
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You write about a girl every man would like to meet, and every woman would like to be.
Your write reveals the many aspects of humanity that most of of take for granted or miss entirely.
While others can speak of their inner feelings, you explore outside yourself. This ethereal sonnet does not depend on your approval to create itself in your minds eye. It is a detached and objective commentary on a character. -- You have here, the start of a fascinating book.
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