The girl

The girl

A Poem by christine

She walks arcoss the floor

In times so deep

Who is she?

Tapping of her shoes

Brushing of her hair

What is she and who is she?

The power of the voice can be heard

The light shines through , I am

power and what are you?

where is my scarlet mask?

where are my memories that it holds

the girl is alone is here to stay

in this curse of time and space.

when people knowing of who i am

these memories are here to stay.

© 2009 christine


Author's Note

christine
this poem describes me.so i hope you like it.

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Wow, That is very touching hun. You're my fianc�e and you are the cultist girl in the whole world. You are my best friend, my Girl friend and my heart is in your hands hun, to do with as you please. :) I love you so much, Chrissy.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on September 18, 2009

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christine
christine

monticello, NY



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i love anime , reading books , talking to friends having fun at the mall, drawing and writing stories and poerty. i love dating nice guys!! more..

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A Poem by christine