Independent GirlA Poem by candaceflynn
She walks along the beach,
sits at the park and strolls around the malls on her own. She loves to cook and experiment recipes and eat it alone. It never bothered her to be her own company until she found somebody. Somebody to finalky walk along the beach with, sit at the park and stroll the malls with. She was excited at the thought of having somebody to cook for, exchange good nights and good mornings to. But that somebody has already found his somebody to do these to. © 2016 candaceflynn |
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Added on May 8, 2016 Last Updated on May 8, 2016 Author
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