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𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓞𝓬𝓽𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓪 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝔁
Call me cliche but....
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
Your figure is charming,
and so are you.
Orchids are white.
Ghost ones are rare.
My pattern is wavy,
and so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
with buds like eggs.
Cells are smooth,
and so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach,
up to the skies.
Darling, it is innocent
and so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
surround the farms,
skins are tanned,
and so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty.
Daffies have style.
Brightness is dazzling,
and is your smile.
-𝓐𝓷𝓸𝓷𝔂𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓼
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I'm Her Anonymous
Short StoryEvery day, during lunch hour, I, Vincent Alderson, stop at her locker to drop in another letter. I want her, Octavia Minx, to know that she's the most beautiful person I've ever laid eyes on. Although to others, she may not seem perfect, yet to me...
