Girls head, said to be broken,
And few words have been spoken
About her mind.
But see, she's been awoken,
Provided a token,
Then world is hers to find.
Mad as a rabbit with a bad habbit,
And damn she will grab it
Like one of a kind.
- Author: Renzi Mars (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 12th, 2017 18:36
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 22
- Users favorite of this poem: alisha
Comments2
Gab it Renzi, it may not come again.
Short and to the point again! You have an amazing gift.
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