Her beautiful self

by Famous Last Words   Nov 4, 2011


I came to see a light in my best friend
She is so sincere and beautiful, yet she does not recognize her own reflection.
She does not comprehend
Her voice is pure melody, her breathing is the soft rhythm unappreciated only by herself, lacking attention.
Her hands are so talented
Her secrets so profound
She is again, pure light, to what she surrounds.
A tear drop drips down her rosy cheek
My love, dear, let me kiss your lips, take your hands of your face don't cry no more, let me take a peek.
Now that our lips are concealed between each other, I beg of you don't break my heart or leave me for another.
I want you to be so happy my dear friend.
You are so lovely, I feel so driven to what I now posses even if it's just for a while that you lend me your smile, I'll be enough than to keep my feelings hidden and not have you at all.

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