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Like a fog that blinds,
her smile dazzles you.
Like a chain that binds
her eyes imprison you.

She's a work of art.
She's such a hard worker.
She could break my heart
and she's mine all mine.

The longest dark hair
and her curvy features.
Plus two small hands
that make cute gestures.

She's a work of art.
She's such a hard worker.
She could break my heart
and she's mine all mine.
 Feb 2015 katrinawillrich
JWolfeB
The purpose of this day
Will be to own each second
As if it will never come again

For the time is now

Tomorrows clocks has stopped
Yesterdays clocks erased
Today's clocks are still moving

For the time is now

Do not let the ticks slip away
Tuck them into your present
Take a deep breathe

For the time is now
 Feb 2015 katrinawillrich
Holly
You didn't love her.
You just didn't want to be alone
Or maybe, maybe she was
just good for your ego
Or maybe she made you feel better
about your miserable life.
But you  didn't love her.
Because you don't destroy people you
**"Love"
 Jan 2015 katrinawillrich
Hayley
Beyond the trees you see,
I see the monsters

Beyond the trees you see,
I see the darkness

Beyond the trees you see,
I see the birds

Beyond the trees you see,
I hear the music
So, this is what I get for liking you on Facebook
and following you on Twitter.  No wonder
we're not Linkdin or Googled plussed.
City (n) 1.  A place where people sit.
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