Shiny surface of sheer metalS
Down to all I thought I had left behinD
Now comes back - A girl of age teN
She whispers to me and askS
Why have you changed, do you know hoW?
Tell me little girl, how do you see thaT
How do you know this is not just a mytH?
Sweetheart, tell me, do you see me good in your eyeS?
Holding out my hand, take it and help lead me away from this mytH.
Good is who I will be, transforming into who I am becominG
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wow... this was a really difficult poem to write. Defiantly easier said than done. Let me know what you think
Please tell me what you think
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its like a picture this poem. it made me think of a picture with a little girl and all. if u manage me to think of a picture then u are good!!!!i love the use of words and its really simple to understand. please i fu have the time could u comment mine?
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