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Beauty Life Love and Time

Midnights gazing into her vanities mirror while as finishing Her beauties final brushing, and trying to somehow remember Was it here or was it there and when was it exactly That she first noticed the timeline wrinkles about her eyes??? She tried to smile as her daughter walked in but she could only Began to cry knowing that, reflections, they never lie.... As the phone then rang and it was her sister upon the other end And they shared their tears; beauty in thighs like time ~ Made this bed, wherein they both now lay and, turning Towards her daughter whom stood silent she said Bring me my favourite flowers dress and a glass of wine Tonight, I'm going to be a princess again; left waiting for.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ....“The Prince of Time” *

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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