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She's a Charmer
Her eyes,
A monument of disregard,
Hide within a faulted cause,
Triumph measured only in tears,
She is oblivious to it all,
A kind word is an afterthought of what is meant,
Just another soul rendered meaningless.
Her eyes,
Veiled they speak volumes,
Beckon you in,
Yet romance is dead and gone,
Like dust to the wind,
She will overlook.
Kindles the flame,
Just to watch it burn you alive,
Standing in the ashes she fulfills her need.
A monument of disregard,
Hide within a faulted cause,
Triumph measured only in tears,
She is oblivious to it all,
A kind word is an afterthought of what is meant,
Just another soul rendered meaningless.
Her eyes,
Veiled they speak volumes,
Beckon you in,
Yet romance is dead and gone,
Like dust to the wind,
She will overlook.
Kindles the flame,
Just to watch it burn you alive,
Standing in the ashes she fulfills her need.
Published 25th Mar 2014
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Anonymous
25th Mar 2014 6:17pm
This is one of the best poems I've read on here so far. Nicely penned!
