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Bella

Her story quietly injected derives no form of recollection But if a picture spoke a thousand words Look to the background, You will see no humming birds. As camouflaged beneath Bella's sultry brown eyes You will witness the face that launched a thousand tearful cries An object of desire yet devoid of affection Painful now finds Bella, Her own beautiful reflection

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 3/10/2011 11:29:00 AM
Good luck in the contest with this great work...Enjoyed reading this one very much..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..Your presence at my work was uplifting..Sara
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Date: 3/10/2011 7:11:00 AM
Absolutely stunning.
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