Being the Oliver TwistA Poem by Feelings in a race
I have seen all fair colours but not as bright as your skin.
I know all tones of the lips, yours is an exception to the ones I know. Everyone tends to wear protective glasses, Just because your dressing always hits the bars of fashion. I could be the richest now if not for those glowing eyes, Brighter than the most expensive diamond. I never get to focus since my eyes are always glancing at your stature All too soon, I have ended my poem since I can't stop being the Oliver Twist Because my mind can't stop producing and asking for more descriptions of you
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2 Reviews Added on December 23, 2023 Last Updated on December 20, 2025 AuthorFeelings in a raceAboutCall me spidey, a young lad chasing his dreams. Just wishing all my efforts are not just in a dream Instagram: feelings_in_a_race23421 more.. |

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