Dance monkey played,
and slowly she swayed.
With happiness, she beamed.
Oh, God. She's a beauty.
With misarranged teeth,
She sang the wrong lyrics.
---- my lame attempt at a poem.
_____ ellie a. o.
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Something Mending -- VOL 1
PoetryOf Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength...
