I love the way she feels
She blinds everyone and makes confusion
Once, I was in her atmosphere
I saw the fireworks in space
From her world
Her Northern Lights shine so bright
Her blackened fabric of the sky
How can others pass her by?
All the time as she moves down the street
They just walk past her without realising
What beauty they're missing.
If they knew they'd stop to stare
To marvel at the girl with the black and red hair.
You can watch her holding her times of pain
The beautiful way she struggles on
Crawling just so she can stand up tall
The intriguing differences that hold her up
I've seen it in others but she makes it odd,
She makes it new.
She captured some stars to put in her heart
They shine through her eyes
I hate it when they fade
When they stop twinkling
It brings my rain
She can pause the breath of a day
Her magic is exquisite
Her longing is delicate
Her inside fighting against her out
She's my friend, but part of me sees different
Sometimes I wish I'd laid beside her longer
The night I did, I stopped to stare
And marvelled at the girl with black and red hair.
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Written July 27th, 2004
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another wow and awww poem by one that will go
i love this poem its wording and texture is so very touching i can tell that you have a great amount of love for your friend
lady dark angel -
thanks so much! dedicated to my friend lynnette. luv ur stuff hunni. keep writing!
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Wow! Really awesome poem. favorite line "girl with the red hair"
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Wow, I don't know what to say... this has totally taken me by surprise... I this this is such a wonderful poem, and I feel touched that it's about me. Thank you
[by the way, I love the thing about the black and red hair
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Amberle xoox -
really good
[My Response to: oh, i love and hate reading poems like this, coz i wanna write one back telling you that it'll all be okay (which is, i suppose quite debatable anyways), but all that aside i really like this poem. well described, you hit the nail on the head. but please dont fulfill the promise you make at the end of it.]dont worry.. i wont.. thats why i write poems like these... so i can just it out of my system..
i really like ur poem.. its really good...
bye byes
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