Angels' Tears
13 August 2002 Discreetly she feels the rain The mist clouds her innocent face Nonchalantly disguising the stains Her tears as soft as leather and lace Deep within are hidden secrets Dissipating in the wind Like the sun her body heatens Tryne find that one link So gentle and pure Only she knows her hurt Searching desperately for a cure Finding stains on her shirt Angelically she hides the tears Forcing a smile Shaking off all her fears Until the night.
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I am a young career-oriented coloured female who is inspired by aspects that move my soul: poetry, music, people, futebol and travel. Those 5 aspects add to the ambiguity that is me. I am an extreme nonchalant paradox, someone that I am still...
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