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Sleeping Beauty Ii

Watching her precious priceless light... Standing at their kitchen's window wearing Hand me downs, worn blue dress; she her auburn Strawberry curls hiding, such dreamful eyes; gazing past This lonely wishful glass; just to lie amid a bed of dust; rest her weary mind escape.... Time's empty us ? Her beauty's heart in a tin can, if you must; sleep, sleep, sleep, my love.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 2/11/2014 4:02:00 PM
You use words so beautifully! Truly poetic and unique
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Date: 2/11/2014 2:30:00 PM
I always loved those stories of sleeping beauty..snow white and Cindirella.Lovely poem John!Charma
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