She was..A Poem by Anita Singh
She was as beautiful as beauty can be
but never seemed to put much glee. Every attractive thing about her, from the way her clothes fit, to her bright red lipstick. Flattered her skin. Seemed like a sin. Like a flower pressed in a book for ages, loved and must but liable to fall to dust. © 2013 Anita Singh |
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1 Review Added on November 27, 2013 Last Updated on November 27, 2013 AuthorAnita SinghIndiaAboutAnita. A is for Alluring N is for Natural I is for Intelligent T is for Twisted A is for Adventurous That's all about me. Read between the lines to know me better. And also... .. more..Writing
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