Lovely StrayA Poem by RastaChiko™For Kelly Catherine. February 16th, 2009.Patched up dresses. Long, fluffy ears. Skipping through town. Living the years.
Smile that enchants. High socks slightly torn. Temper with pressure. Be warned.
Tail long and still. Eyes like the sun. Pale hands that shake. Too unsure for her gun.
Innocent face. A hunger for sweets. Does she sound so bad? She's not fit for the streets.
Hiding in trees. Sleeping all day. I know it quite odd. But she's a lovely stray. © 2012 RastaChiko™Reviews
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6 Reviews Added on February 16, 2009 Last Updated on June 15, 2012 AuthorRastaChiko™Flaming O's Records, MAAboutI could tell my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and a radio. My name is Heather. I'd rather be called something more creative. I am seventeen, turning a sweet eighteenth in January. I.. more..Writing
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