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A Poem by Safrina

Young girl,

daisy filled eyes

a 12 oclock sun

tastes like orangeade.

I think i'm falling

through the sky,

and footsteps

skimming rocks,

I'm falling

for daisy cobweb

smiles and eyes

and lies and

orangeade 12 oclock lips

always mine.

© 2009 Safrina


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Added on October 18, 2009
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Safrina
Safrina

Birmingham, United Kingdom



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