Cisslaz Grin

Smiling made her tired I feared a frown was all she could spare. More than same than different what would cause a person to ask Might she labor to have discussion one might think she was making him feel specials. Yet to warn those who didn't know her well those who knew her first would warn When she makes you feel as if you are number one her first chose or someone specail she will crush your thoughts she'll darken the brightest day with her meanest and make the prettiest flower coil. her grin could turn milk into clavor, curds and whey she could sour a bag of sugar a glare turns to an evil stear you'll turn your head as a looker when she grins run away spare your feeling man she is mean and uncaring only a fool would like her kind