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Author: Jodie Sinclair this is the second poem in a group of two
Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 154 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 12-07-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2286718
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Her eyes still glisten
But not from the tears
Her eyes glisten
From the laughter and
The smiles.
You make her smile
Like no one else can
She's not perfect and
She knows.
She talks to much,
She never wears make-up
Sometimes her hair isn't straight
And she smells like cholrine
She doesn't care what people think,
She likes to laugh
And she tries to be cute.
She wants you to love her,
Like no one else.
Maybe you do,
Maybe you will
But until then don't say that you do
Don't tell her the ultimate lie,
Don't promise her anything,
Just hug her and kiss her,
Make her smile and laugh.
Just don't hurt her because
I don't think her heart can take it
Just make her luagh and dry her tears,
Please don't hurt her
Because boy,
You had her at hello.
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