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And it was you.

Little bird flying within the hands of spring.
Full of life with an upbeat heart.
Tickles the colors with a beautiful scent.
Bringing happy bridges to the end.

With a rare attitude.
missed by understanding.
released from the dream.
resolved shy eyes with a kinky smile.
dressing good the tune of a rebel.
but taking the eyes of who doesnt need to see.

Inside is the intensity of the color red.
charms the fire with a delicate stare.
went away with peace in her hands.
and a fully loaded blast of curiosity.
intrigues the ones who walks besides.

Author notes

I really had alot of fun writting this one
just letted flow, I hope you enjoy it.
Please comment.
Keep the good read and good luck.

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  • Girl-Interrupted gold member
    November 25, 2008
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    I love the play on words. Theres are so many creative phrases in this piece. My ultra fav would be this...."With a rare attitude.
    missed by understanding.
    released from the dream.
    resolved shy eyes with a kinky smile.
    dressing good the tune of a rebel.
    but taking the eyes of who doesnt need to see."

    Your creative mind flowed!

    Thanks so much for entering! Best of luck to ya!
    becca